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Apr 2017
You speak of morality
but have no mercy
deserve no forgiveness
when you do not repent this.
Your actions
are etched on our skin,
that flesh camera
that keeps photos within,
as you cut, bomb, and burn them.
Thus, each mark matches
each dark spot of splotches
as your corruption
devours humans and lands alike.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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