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Regret the regrets and forget to forget. A compound fracture in thought a delicate murder bought a bloodied lust in mistrust a confusion delusion exclusion from reality within the surreal moment alone lost tossed into his vast wilderness of shame. Trees tear flesh from bone all my heroes have been thrown dead in the tomorrow as I realized today is but yesterday’s sunset still burning my eyes adorning ornaments of pain which breathe slow death I suffering back alley withdrawals for claiming innocence in my hour of guilt happiness in my tears of cowardice in fears I concede this body to dirt only to find myself submerged drowning. I slit my wrists with the precision of a surgeon’s wealth finding screaming butterflies writhing in my blood with forgiving eyes. All those soft forgiving eyes Opening a doorway to depravity within a shot of bliss, the angels I kiss brought elections to the hollows of my soul the soft warmth of hopelessness is it comforting familiarity. The soft warmth of hopelessness, Numb content alone nature Blooming a  carnival of life before my eyes sitting deceased in thought bankrupt in immorality laid-back and pennywise Oblivion

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