Poetry: "a lif3 of pain"

I've been writing monostich for a while with some positive feedback. So, this is a try at a short poem that I wrote today while I was feeling a bit down.


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A lif3 of pain:

I was distressed,
I was stirred.
To make it worse,
(I was) kicked to the curb.

Perturbed, disturbed,
my existence absurd.
(I) was left alone,
unknown and hurt.

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The strangely spelled "lif3" in the title, symbolizes the topsy-turvy events unfolding in my life. Not sure how it made me feel, but I seemed to have vented out some of the frustration.

Peace out \./

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