Work Woes

Work Woes

A Poem by Death's Poet

Deep Dark hole
The ticking takes a toll

The clock is a menace
Bringing the anger within us

It has to be so wrong
This is taking far too long

I miss you my dear
I would love to have you here

Work has to be in life
But come quickly, love your wife

© 2017 Death's Poet


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Added on June 21, 2017
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Death's Poet
Death's Poet

The Asylum I call my Mind



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Welcome to my poetic diary. I use this website to pour out my emotions and as a creative outlet. I started writing when I was very young and have been in love with it since. I struggle with a lot of d.. more..

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