Ah, memories, gone.
Misery, so long.
Enduring and unending,
Calcifying my bones to the
Point of putrid rancidness,
Hate, unbending,
Pretending to not
Know that I’m right and you’re wrong,
That I would be better, forever out
Of your hands strangling my every thought.
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