needing food, have to eat using only my hands rummage through trash cans hard living on the street this hunger has me beat wasn't part of my plan not what I intended dealt a bad hand by fate wasn't up for debate my life was suspended after my job ended sure it's hard to relate I hope I don't sound rude but can you spare some food
Hex Sonnetta Poem © 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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