I have given
All I had
and all that was expected of me.
My life is complete.
I have been boiled
till all my colour drained out
leaving me pallid and weak.
I have been squeezed mercilessly
to yield the last drop of my flavour.
I have lived not for myself
but for you,
and now I'm reduced to
nothing but manure.
My friend...
our lives are the same.
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p.s. definitely not one of the better ones,but thought I'd post it anyway.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
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