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Dirty Filthy Love.

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Dirty Filthy Love

Woe, woe, whoa is me!
My world holds no more.
The lid to my kettle popped off.
My feet black from the floor.

The cupboards smell like rotting fish.
My fridge gave up the ghost.
No sun peers through my window now.
It's the heat I miss the most.

Neighbors have all moved away.
Cursed me when they waved.
Such a predicting element,
To why I haven't shaved.

For seven years I clung to her.
Laid by her through the night.
She fought those years of illness.
Before she lost the fight.

No reason yet for living,
Or even standing up.
I face no contemplation,
To gauge how full my cup.

She took with her my reason.
Left no life here in this room.
My world decays around me.
As I choke on doom and gloom.

Yet my memories of her,
Gives a moment of a lapse,
To contemplate that picture,
AND CONTINUE ON WITH CAPS...

MAYBE I CAN, JUST MAYBE,
CARRY ON ONCE MORE.
I'LL CLEAN THIS FILTHY KITCHEN,
AND START WITH JUST THE FLOOR!
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