Bygones
the essence of dissonance is pain
poison in your veins
drop your lamentation
life is no vacation
and you were promised nothing
there is only fear
“oh dear,” they say,
“‘twas only a scratch!”
but layers upon layers
of scarcely-healed scratches
are scars
your obsession with possession
has eaten your discretion
you’re a slave
to your own desires,
a pathetic display
of why inhibition
is an honored institution
you're nothing but an abandoned paramour
a series of unfortunate coincidences
human? hardly.
take your love and shove it
we’ll have none of that s**t
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