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Broken Mind Do not be Kind,
Yell all you want.
Swallowed by the giant, you have no right to fight.
From bill to being ill,
face it what I thrust upon,
Bear it, you are the pawn.
Thy desperation is my hunger,
I prey on your anger,
You shall now encumber,
There is no room for slumber.
For wherever thou art hide,
I will be there beside.
Torment your soul,
suck your peace,
I will hunt you down,
I will not cease.
Broken Mind Do not be Kind,
Yell all you want.
Swallowed by the giant, you have no right to fight.
From bill to being ill,
face it what I thrust upon,
Bear it, you are the pawn.
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2 Comments on "Common Man’s Common Tragedies"
Such a sharply written piece! Hit the bull’s eye talking about the travails of the common man!
Thank you Preeti!