Weight of words
By gazmandu
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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With the world upon my shoulders
(or so it seems to me)
And my life stretching on in endless misery
I try to find a way (someone?)
To help me find myself.
To help me find a cure
For my failing mental health.
Until that day arrives
And puts an end to my despair
I'll drift along forlornly
Pretending I don't care.
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