If you've completely given up on trying to be cheery today or this year and prefer to wallow in your winter depression, here's a gift for you.
walking wounds
scabs on the landscape
scraping by
these men-
shadows in rags
drawn grizzled
barely sticking
to life evaporating
toward death
have they lost the skill to live
or the will to die ?
2002
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Those lines are pretty dark, sounds like something that could be classic Black Sabbath?
Could you be channeling Geezer Butler?
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