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The
crushing beat of ten thousand hearts at onceMy face becomes flush
from the heat from so
manyMovingWalkingDancingLaughingShriekingSpittingEmbr..
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If I were to
die
What woes would
I leave behind?
Or smirks
behind their hands?
Relief that the
denial of their hatred can end
..
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Secret
Scream it
The joy that
radiates from each black crusted crack
The gleaming shine
glinting off the grime on the walls
Relief lik..
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Grief. For my soul.
My essence.
Dissolved. Disarmed.
Dismantled. Destroyed.
Starved. Weakened.
Cured. Murdered.
The blackest pa..
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