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The charity accepts another three pounds
After it pounded on their doors
Screaming ‘save the cancer in me’,
It’s yours to take and yours for free
While accompanied by the amassed selfies.
The accountants, lined up like dominoes
Have highly important quotas to fill
So off it goes to CEOs,
Wages, stocks, campaigning pros,
Or employees who buy the Oreos.
After all, their office supplies are running low...
Occasionally, they might save those precious lives.
That’s good. While patients breathe, it’s spectacular,
But since 1902, increasing souls wane and slow,
Is there something we don’t know?
Where does that money really go?
After it pounded on their doors
Screaming ‘save the cancer in me’,
It’s yours to take and yours for free
While accompanied by the amassed selfies.
The accountants, lined up like dominoes
Have highly important quotas to fill
So off it goes to CEOs,
Wages, stocks, campaigning pros,
Or employees who buy the Oreos.
After all, their office supplies are running low...
Occasionally, they might save those precious lives.
That’s good. While patients breathe, it’s spectacular,
But since 1902, increasing souls wane and slow,
Is there something we don’t know?
Where does that money really go?
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After Graduation, Job
What do I even say?
I'd rather be miserable and ill than go back to my job. I need a job, though, and I need a new one before I quit this one. Bonus: I did actually apply to jobs today. (Just not to any that I really want to work at). Am I just not looking in the right places? And I hate even thinking about it, because I don't know what I want and thinking about it doesn't motivate me, it just makes me miserable. More miserable. Desperately, ridiculously depressed, in fact.
So I think of other things. It doesn't make the depression go away, but the depression slides under and for a while, maybe I don't notice it.
Maybe.
Maybe I'll
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Life and Other Choices
When you talk to people on the train they all seem to tell you they're going home. Tonight on the number fifty-nine train to New Orleans I am not one of those people. I am leaving home. And I swear that someday I will never leave home without her again, but until that day I will spend my nights on the train explaining to people exactly why I can't sleep. And it's because I'm just that tired of leaving.
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When will you learn?
When will you learn I'm broken apart? All torn inside but I don't give up. But when you look at me I see your torn to like me.
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When I donate, I've always tried to make sure it goes to local charities so I can physically see the impact it makes. However whenever this argument comes around, I'm torn. It's all I can do to shrug my shoulders otherwise.
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Oh yes, this has been an issue for a long time now. 
Healthcare seems like a luxury nowadays, only rich people can really afford it...
Healthcare seems like a luxury nowadays, only rich people can really afford it...