Black and Blue
Impregnated by a serum of disruption
Towards a crippling era we have advanced
Strangers to the eye that is atrocity we are not
Rarely is the suffering worn so fine
Into a mockery our emotions have evolved
Favoring the appearance of a scab upon a toddler’s knee
A simple co-existence far from significant
As to the unfair hands of criticism we are lent
Beneath such gargantuan clouds do we tread
Though sharpened by misfortune warriors are bred
It matters not the wounds that are carried
But the shape that eventually is taken
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