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This scraping dread,
All rust - decay,
The marrow seeps away
Where the skin broke.
These chains are heavy,
Foetid water causes skin decay.
I linger here, waiting,
Wary, wounded.
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October 1, 2009
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...be quick to listen, slow to speak, slow to anger...
Reminds me of when a person's dug themselves quite a ditch, and no matter how much they dig at the earth, there isn't a sun underneath. I don't know why that surprises people. Most won't swallow their pride enough to even glance up, because then they'd have to admit they're wrong about how dark it is. Anything is dark when you're staring at your own shadow.
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As I look around at my family. I realize God hates me.
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