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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #2076256
A poem based off of our last few moments.
As I lay in a cold, wooden bed...
Their woeful singing echoes in my head...
"Useless"

Even when I stand in line to the door...
Regret falls upon my aching spirit...
"Useless"

The guilt of my inaction finally catches up to me...
Now I'm a lifeless shell in both body and soul...
"Useless"

Life had failed in giving me a beneficial purpose...
Making my existence even more unwelcome...
"Useless"

All my life I'd attempted to help everyone...
But instead, I'm understandably turned away...
"Useless"



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