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days of forbidden rage

The lovely young girl !


The animal instinct

Humanity betrayed


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We pretend

We write of love but not lovingly

We hate too easily

We fear to actually be known

We only show

What is already known


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Poet


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days of forbidden rage

( all feelings are forbidden. )


We babble inanely of something

We call love

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We talk of depression and suicide

But never offer reasons

For our state

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