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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The long suffering man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The wind whistles past the lone figure as he walks down the street<br>With nothing to do and with nothing to say<br>What is his story he has such sadness in his eyes<br>Shuffling along with a glum face but on such a sunny day</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The hurt of Past memories in his head that won't go away<br>All the emotions to deal with all the pain and anger<br>The bitter pill of guilt and thoughts of self harm<br>To much to cope with and to much to endure</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Those creepy hands over his small boyhood flesh<br>An uncle trying to be nice but getting his own way<br>The pain of abuse the pain of wondering why<br>Wanting for it to all disappear, for it to all go away</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bottle in his pocket is now his only friend<br>With the strong smell of whiskey on his breath he carries on<br>To much to hurt to endure so he pops all his pills<br>Goodbye world for tomorrow I will be gone</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alun+Jones">Alun Jones</a></strong></div>