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Apr 2013
It is not so difficult (sadly I've come to discover),
to embrace darkness --
it has been prescribed to those individuals who dare to harm me.
In the end,
they lack remorse.
It is only I who can take blame for such ignorant thoughts.
Ramblings are for the beautiful,
precision is for the wise --
segregation can exist in any form possible.
This is the kind of poem that must be typed in order to succumb to breath, the earth. Poetry is honest, like the stare one would receive from a Christian priest during Chapel. You cannot deny it, at best you can learn from it.
Emerald Proctor
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Emerald Proctor
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