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Sad world

The old lady was tired and soooooo weary
Five and sixty years of age
And nothing but scars to show for it

Young once, hit hard by life
And a husband who took her for a punching bag

Drugs, booze and no way out
Except life on the street
Raped and raped

Now on this parc bench
On a winter night
No more tears
Freezing to death
Praying for it to come
Finally.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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