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Grasping The Handles of Life

by BipolarUnicorn 3 reviews

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres:  - Published: 2013-05-01 - 71 words

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The pills are taking affect now,
I can feel the pain subsiding.
My sadness is slipping away,
My vision is blurring.
I just can't stop feeling bad for myself.
My life is like a handle,
Something I can't grip tight enough,
It eventually falls from my grasp,
And my handle of life snaps.
Which causes me to snap, break, bend.
The handle of life I had is gone,
So am I.
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