LackA Poem by Mattershort dark and sad, 1 outta 3 aint bad (from 2004)
Each day we endeavor to be true to one another
But we rip each other's heart out and leave it in the gutter Silence remains the most devastating weapon, following words of cruel intentions Desperate attempts to rekindle a flame Yet, unless we forget our own pain, we reak havoc and spread suffering Selfish thoughts and insecurities Lack of compassion These are the worst of disease -
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