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Sep 2014
In an unforgiving world
of naysayers
and backstabbers
and depraved liars
and false prayers
where
you have to look around you
before
you can dare to look ahead
in an unforgiving world
where the pitchforks are raised
at the slightest of mistakes
in this unforgiving world
I possess
a poison
far more potent
it's called love.
and darling,
you're not getting any.
The last few lines actually came to me in a dream

Also, I would like some constructive criticism on this one.
Blue Sweater
Written by
Blue Sweater  Bombay. India.
(Bombay. India.)   
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