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On The Way To Hell

For so many years I was blaming myself, thought I am the bad.
For so many years I hated myself, thought I am a cad.

Hate fueled me; I spent all of my nights sad.
Hate fueled me; I was almost waiting for the death.

But I am confused now as I hear the Grim Reaper's voice
I am confused now; I wonder why he is already close.

Because it feels like death is in the air

And it's strange to say there's no trace of any scare.
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Wednesday, May 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance,dearth,learning,remorse,wisdom,wit
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