Sonnet #6 – Round The Corner
Poor pitiful me. Trapped here in despair. Life’s so damned unfair. I’ll just sing the blues. Drown my sorrow, in a bottle of booze. No one to love me and no one to care. My days are filled with misery and woe. When will it end? There is no way to know. Desperate, dismal and
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