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Mar 2014
Does it taste sour?
The bitter hand of reality
It used to feed you
But you bit it

Does it feel painful?
The sharp blade of death
It used to protect you
But you abused it

I hope it's disgusting
I hope it stings
Because the truth
Is relentless
Xyns
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