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Poetry by Charles Moffat
Years ago on one fatal october A doctor commited suicide With an injection to his arm He broke my friend Messed up her mind She is lost now On a sea of guilt Haunted by fear and hatred She waits She waits Nothing happens She doesn't want to be hurt But her vices hold her They control her She is trapped In a cage of her own making With only her father to blame |