One more liberal time.

IS still attached to pain.

And as the more i live.

The more i dive.

HYPOCRISY.

Please don't douse me.

Nor dought me.

As i make lye's from promises.

Forge honesty.

And plaine old sorrys.

Accumilate.

So easy SORRY.

aRE YOU FOR REAL.

I took his fucking head off.

But ime so so sorry.

Sorry.

Thanks but fuck off.

EXcuse me .

I appologise for the constant cursing.

SOO fucking sorry.

YOUR abliged.

And to be frank.

YOU dont give a wank.

Umm i wonder

Wander the lonely streets.

And meet.

Every eye .

Give me that excuse.

ALl  is abuse.

Have you seen the stars lately.

How is the moon today.

The sun .

I gaze.

Into the haze.

AS I LASE ON THE BASE .

enough ,is not enough.

i will continue you see .

as to me .

I BELONG

LIFE,WITH ITS FAIRY TALE LIES

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LIFE WITH ALL ITS PROMISING LIES
MY FATHER DIED ,EATEN ALIVE BY CANCER.
WATCHING .
HOLDING,
THOSE COLD,COLD HANDS.
DEHYDRATED .
NIL BY MOUTH.
THE ELEPHANTS ARE IN THE HOSPITAL ROOM.
WHICH WAS FULL OF DOOM & GLOOM.
I AM SORRY BUT I JUST CANT GET IT.
WHY HUMANS HAVE TO SUFFER SUCH A MISERABLE DEATH.
WE HAVE NO RITE TO HAVE EUTHANASIA.
YET A DOG CAN BE PUT OUT OF THE PAIN AND SUFFERING BY BEING PUT TO SLEEP.
WE ENTER THIS WORLD KICKING & SCREAMING THEN LEAVE IT KICKING & SCREAMING.
IF I KNEW MY FATHER BEFORE HAND WOULD BE PUT ON THE LIVERPOOL CARE PATHWAY.
WHICH IS A LONG PATHWAY FULL OF PAINE AND MISERY.
IF ONLY I COULD KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON .
NO ONE WOULD HAVE STOPPED ME PUSHING MY DAD OUT OF THE HOSPICE IN A WHEEL CHAIR,
NO ONE.
DO THEY THINK I WOULD HAVE SAT THERE WATCHING MY DAD DIE WRIGGLING IN THAT BED.
NOT A HOPE.
AND YET IT STILL GOES ON.
PAINE AFTER PAINE, MISERY AFTER MISERY.
I LOVE YOU FATHER .
ALWAYS HAVE, ALWAYS WILL.
THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM
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