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The long suffering man

The wind whistles past the lone figure as he walks down the street
With nothing to do and with nothing to say
What is his story he has such sadness in his eyes
Shuffling along with a glum face but on such a sunny day

The hurt of Past memories in his head that won't go away
All the emotions to deal with all the pain and anger
The bitter pill of guilt and thoughts of self harm
To much to cope with and to much to endure

Those creepy hands over his small boyhood flesh
An uncle trying to be nice but getting his own way
The pain of abuse the pain of wondering why
Wanting for it to all disappear, for it to all go away

The bottle in his pocket is now his only friend
With the strong smell of whiskey on his breath he carries on
To much to hurt to endure so he pops all his pills
Goodbye world for tomorrow I will be gone

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