Your lifeless form below me
Smoking gun in my hand
What can I tell the world
To make it understand?
The situation became untenable
I had to set me free
Life will now be more simple
I can live my life for me.
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Excuse me if I'm in front, Or behind on a poem each day, Sometimes the real world intrudes, And that's all I have to say.
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