Distain For Life

Corner of the mouth is bleeding

I can read your words, but unable to find

The feeling, the gripping distain for my life

My mind, it is angry

But never, ever with you

The sun goes down on it everyday

And though I apologize it haunts me still

Greater than anything I’ve ever penned

For each time I try to talk to you

Another part of my enology is written

I could be smitten with a hundred, or merely one

Yet the curse cannot be broken

My grave is done

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