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A life half spent, if you measure it by years —
It's sad to be so broken...
A prisoner of your fears.
Waiting for time's cruel hands to slowly tick by...
Knowing that awful something is lurking,
But never knowing why.
As anguish mounts atop my weary head...
Will peace ever come to me while I'm living?
Or only when I'm dead?
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In The Gaslight🔥
PoetryCompleted! ✅ A tantalizing, dark, sinful collection of poetical works, quotes, wisdom, and insanity by J.J. Rothschild. In darkness and light And everything in between... In the gaslight. 🥇1st Place Poetry Winner of The Titan Awards 🥇1st Place Po...
