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1d
The truth sometimes hurts,
like a razor that is sharp,
Conscious full of guilt,
Background noisy harp,
over-takes any clarity
and as your familiarity
horribly diverts,
gas-lighter won't spark,
we forget humanity
and true sincerity
actions of retribution
only leads up to felonies.
Black replaces red hearts.
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Written by
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward  48/M/Australia
(48/M/Australia)   
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