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broken man
BROKEN MAN
A sorry sight is he with no way out
A broken man who lost all
A man abandoned by all who he held dear
Money and friends he cherished
And wasted no indiscriminately
Not even a recent memory
He questions himself
And wraps himself in pity
Thinking life has forsaken him
Leaving him a shell of melancholy
To reach this point
Was a short journey from the high of over surviving
To the depths of reeking despair
The king of his hill was he
Thoughts of tomorrow always kept at bay
Today was all it was supposed to be
He now patiently awaits his next chance for sweet misery
The only familiarity he knows
In a world of dismal life treachery
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