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Broken arms hold a baby chewed in leprosy,
Black rain covers slit wrists,
Birthdays are rehearsals for Funerals.
The heart is a rapist
fate a faded color.
there just isn't enough candles
to go around
for the man
who stays
drunk
forever.
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