Fred's Art Biography

Why me, I often ask,
When life's burdens seem too much to bear,
Why is it that I'm tasked,
With this heavy load I cannot share?
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In the depths of poverty I stand alone,
No riches to call my own,
Struggling through each and every day,
Hoping for a better way,
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Death, a reality we cannot deny,
A fact of life, we must comply,
It comes to us all, sooner or late,
And we must accept this inevitable fate.
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My heart is shattered, broken and blue,
Torn apart by the loss of you.
The love we shared, now just a memory,
Leaves me feeling lost and empty.
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What if hell is on earth, a place we know,
Where darkness creeps, and evil does flow,
Where pain and suffering never cease,
And all that's left is a world of disease.
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