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Whatever

Many long years,
Screams of pain pounding deaf ears,

All the dried up tears,
Walking fears,

A day or two, maybe three,
But i'm still not free.

All the words go for a fee,
No, it wont buy you tea.

The price will
Kill.

This world is ill,
There's no power of will,

Simply, its just sick.
Time to pick.

The evil grew too thick,
The beast holds a new trick.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[RiverRei]

This is so good. I love this. I know exactly how you feel and what you were trying to get across while writing this...so many feels. I've been there. I'm still dealing with it some times. Too many selfish people in the world that don't care about anyone except for themselves...I'm sorry hun. I'm here for you I promise. Always will be. Take care of yourself for me *hearts an hugs* Great writing sweetie.

[Dani The Unreviewed]

And you are totally right about the meaning. Thank you.