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Modern Day Hancock (Continued)

A battle no one gets to see unless I decide to reveal my wounds.
Everytime I decided to,
Most would misconstrue my true intentions,
Miss the message,
Only to con me with friendship dead in shallow waters since I could not accrue,
Enough change in my pocket in time…

Can you blame me for being focused on a dime?
Finishing my poetry in the nick of time,
Barely making my deadline while I lay deprived,
Of nutrients I’ve needed to survive over being pennywise!
Without a choice…

I don’t think you can…

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