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Bloody Awful Poetry

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Chapter 18

A glimpse of ages past

Weighing so heavily

I recognize you’re still the same

While I hide in the change

You so long ago started

A dozen years maybe more

Have flowed in through the creeks

Unrecognizable I am at last

The way your hate flowed into me

As you called me by his name

I thought at the time I could rearrange

Your mind, so close hearted

As I battered myself against your shore

My choices are a bit lax

I shadow who you are

Trying to decide

If I should let you see

What I’ve become

Because of you

Torn in to

Partaking and done

Wished to be free

As the pattern implied

But you were only my first

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