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2:30


It's 2:30

In the afternoon

I'm tired

And hungry

Depressed

And totally useless

 

My memory lacks

I'm alone

And entirely useless

 

Alone

With my problems

And short comings

Because I'm tired

And hungry

Depressed

And totally useless.

 

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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