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She Laughs At Me

She Laughs At Me

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When I was strong, little did I care for her

Shuffled her voice when she raised a protest

Ignored blissfully, all her repeated begging

Foolishly forgot that she was the core of my life


Drunk in pride of all my own potential

Mercilessly, starved this delicate one

Hardly realizing, acid made holes on her

Ignored recklessly her pain as she died slowly


Now when I am old and tired, she

Is blasting me with all her revenge

The agony of my cramps hits like a dagger

Butchering me alive, making life wretched


Oh, my dear stomach! now I realize, too late

Starving, without food was evil on my part

As I sit here, with the terminal pain, repenting

She, my stomach, full of ulcers, laughs at me.


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