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Rated: E · Poetry · Melodrama · #2331594

Free verse 12 lines



*EyesRight*


my eyes ache
my sighs wheeze and gurgle
I lie here and don't want to get up
I hear the TV nearby
but this bed is my island of solitude
I cough without infecting anyone
the furnace tries to keep it warm inside
as it siphons off my bank account
I can only afford to reflect
on the folly of my youth
when I was juvenile
so very truly juvenile



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