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S. K. Nicholas


the dreadful people

the ones who try too much

to be real

something they’re not

weighing me down like

heavy balloons

i’m a good guy really

with a decent heart

but the world’s turned me

into a cynical prick

with hardened feelings


a lack of sympathy

for anyone but


i try to drown my guilt, hide away

let no one touch me

but to stand in the sun

with blue sky and sunshine lifting me off my feet

is just too hard to resist,


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