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wasted gift

im older now
so i have to be careful
so i slowly climb the big
old tree

the tree that's witness
more than any man ever will

i sit in my old spot
and think back to when
i was a young boy

then it comes over me
i feel upset when i realise
how much of this precious gift
i have wasted


life


and how ive managed to shorten it

alcohol  drugs   prison  


i tell myself
in fact i promise myself i'll change

but we both know
me and this old wise tree


i wont
Written by SEAN
Published | Edited 19th Mar 2013
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