Hell I'm in Hell
Hatred surrounds me
I'm not mentally well
I just want left be
Hell I'm in Hell

Hell I'm in Hell
I'm getting out soon
I'm feeling rather well
I'm leaving all the baboons
Hell I'm leaving Hell

You never leave to soon
3/17/98

A poem I wrote when I was playing cards a lot

I don't understand
everything is too hard
this isn't relevant
life dealt me a bad hand
can't I have just one good card
I really need to vent

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