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A Poem by David Angel M.

You do and say things , most hurtful to me
because I am younger
&
have lived a life unbound 

He grew up in a society, with no understanding or tolerance
now just a bitter old man

I know that it's not always your intention
but sometimes you fail to thank me
for all the times, I save you

When I need or want help
it becomes a burden/nuisance

Now I start to wonder
if it's time to move along.

© 2012 David Angel M.


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David Angel M.
1st draft.

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David Angel M.
David Angel M.

chicago, IL



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