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dying men

there is a little girl
within me
who will always want to save him
because she couldn’t save her daddy

aching to rescue the man
from degenerative patterns
the caving pit inside his chest
bourbon
and a world full of cruelty

but her efforts will be futile
as she requires that he attempt to live

love wasted

because death is making a better offer

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