The gods have cursed me to endure earthy life To feel the cold of what is and what will be To have the very life that was given taken from me Needing to breath but only finding dust Not wanting to feel but having to Aching to speak but I am drained & left weak Having to care for too much with not enough room Holding the weight of many but none of my own Doing it alone My body's decaying faster then it should But they never under stood Continuing to pile one on the other To them myself is not a bother I am tired and weak I have no breath to speak I have given all that I could when will the gods say Don't not worry all is good
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