Twelve Days.

The first twelve days of the year,

watching as the time draws near.

I didn't compose a Post yesterday,

as I was too busy sufferíng away.

With anxiety ànd headaches in silence,

still waiting for concrete assistance.

The first twelve days of the year,

no time for laughter and cheer.

Concerned íf we're gonna be homeless,

incapable of being perceived by the senses.

A few treat my Lifestory as a joke,

and why shøuldn't they treat it as a joke?

After all, This Is The Internet, is ìt not??

A place for lies, hypocrisy and falsehood.

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Reflecting on what Candace said,

in her E-mail twø days ago.

I'm actually glad she felt led,

to leave me well alone.

Twelfth day of the year today.

Thànks be to God for getting,

the worthless out of the way.

/Send the money now.

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