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No Worth

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Not worth the effort
Not worth the time
No sense in trying
I'm not even worth a dime

No last ditched attempt
No last word to speak
Just go on past
Don't make a squeak

Don't make eye contact
Whisper when I'm nearby
Be sure to avoid me
You might up and die

I'm tired of trying
Sick of the crying
Just so dried up inside
All I have is my sighing
 
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© 2002 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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