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Michael Pillay
Poems
Aug 5
Tired
Woe this life of mine,
Where there is no light,
Following a crooked line,
No hope in sight.
Woe unto me,
Rejected, worthless, and faithless.
Desolation is all that's meant for me,
As I drown myself in the darkness.
Written by
Michael Pillay
21/M/South Africa
(21/M/South Africa)
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