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Exhaustion At Wits End

Pushed beyond what this body can take, blurred vision fills my stare,
falling in slow motion, no one seeming to care.

Everyone says they are concerned, yet no one truly lends a hand, friends only in words, none help me to stand.

ronin67

@ronin67

Started writing poetry officially in 1991, enjoy reading Edgar Allen Poe, reading and dissecting the Holy Bible, and listening to beautiful/inspiring people. Age has no bearing on creativity. Some of the most beautiful things come from those of much lesser age and life experiences. So listen to those young people!

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