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You taste your blood

Like the copper in a penny

For a moment it's all you know

Then the noise returns

the hate, the screams

get down on the ground

and all you can think of

is not the fear or the pain

or the hate

but how much you pity them for it.

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Published: Nov 22, 2010
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