Let Me Be
I'm sad. It's getting bad. I can't stand. I'm no longer tan. For I no longer go outside. I'm stuck inside. I'll put it aside. I'll do it later. But later turns to never. The lines are severed. I feel like a cadaver. Used to amuse. I'm tired. I have a dire need to be free. Free from me. Can't you see? I have needs. Let me be.
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