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Thank you for failing me

Footsteps echoing in the corridor
Ringing bells like clarion calls
To the dead and gone
To the dearly departed
No one died,
Just my love
I stand alone, scroll in my hands
They did not turn up
Thank you, parents, for failing me

Standing in line
Watching the grime
Of a bustling cancerous city
Papers in my hands
Job applications
None to be found
The zombies took them all
Will work for food
Thank you System for failing me

Laying still dying slowly
Nobody knows me
I am a statistic
On the conveyor belt
Waiting to be trashed
To the earth below
No money for medicine
No money for love
Thank You Heath for failing me

I am here
They fished me out
From that swimming pool
I am nothing
I am a ghost
I am lost
I passed through life
Unseen unwanted unheard
Thank You Life for failing me
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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