Sad day
Just when I think my life can't get any worseThe devil comes to let me know
The pain you feel is me .The anger you feel is me.
I have been with you since your birth
I have been with you on earth .
Why does it hurt
Why do you make the pain worse .
He's reply because your soul is mind
Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2026-06-19 at 16:03
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