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Created on: June 30, 2010
Don't pity me,
As I am sitting here,
On the side of the road.
It may seem I have nothing,
But I have more than most.
Memories,
Happiness,
Peace,
All are mine.
I ponder what I once had.
A huge house,
With windows and doors,
A family full of love,
And laughter,
A job I looked forward to each day.
But then,
Those vultures,
Descended upon me,
Like a piece of carrion.
Piece by piece they ripped apart,
My perfect life.
Don't pity me.
I had it all,
But i trusted the vultures.
I should have known,
They would turn against me.
Those vultures did me a favor.
Once I was one of them,
Ripping,
And tearing.
Now, I am my own.
Don't pity me.
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Poetry: Don't pity me
by Jane Allyson
I drew the flash of temper,
I am the one to blame.
I made the heart grow heavy,
I caused the eyes to flame.
I was weak and
Don't pity me because my hair is gray:
years took its toll, causing my back to sway,
roads were rocky and hills hard to climb,
nights
Don't pity me
the woman whispered
even though I die alone,
for I have lived a full life,
never stooping to pick up
after
Don't pity me all you people,
the very ones who shot me down;
making sure when I was happy,
somehow you caused a frown.
Don't
I am an old man, whithered and bent
My youth and vigor are all spent
You may think it's sad, don't
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