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I create from what I feel and understand in many cases from my mistakes of the past.
I shutter and sigh when I look into my mirror.
Old age comes, to my sad eyes, getting clearer.
My youth has gone.
Flown on by without a trace of him.
Mortality.
I have no clue as to where it has gone.
My mind is at a loss, filled with blank spaces.
Reality.

I toss and turn when I try to sleep at night.
Broken dreams, and a life sad and lost.
My heart has gone.
Without strings to hold it in place.
Calamity.
I swallow my meds to stay in the present.
My blond is gray, Depression has its way.
Tragically.

I wander though life, without a hand to hold.
Without true love, I’d rather remain alone.
My time has come.
Facing forward towards the end of days.
Silently.
I’ve spent my life, giving art away for free.
For some to know a small part of me.
Humbly.

The path my mind has wandered has no end.
Life is tragically lost without true love my friend.
Death has sadly won.
Circles lead us nowhere without any end.
Horrifically.
I bleed from wounds that have festered and grown.
Knives in the back is all that I sadly own.
Reality.
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