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I should never have come

Disappointment colors my bones
Calamity blends my words together
Waste desires are shed from my skin
Mis-trust is wrung from my hair
Flecks of failure now fill my eyes
Discontentedness clogs up my ears
I am overtaken by a fever of regret
My very soul is so sick from disappointment
That my body has become irrevocably altered by it
I should never have come

(2013)

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