Best Beating A Dead Horse Poems

and now we bask in the bloodlust
waiting for another reason
to whimper,
“why do they hate us?”...

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Reins lifted in spite, a grimace
Blistering the urge to forgive the way
Black changed to gray right before your eyes,
Easing away the pain like, in fading, it might
Be changed to innocence like snow, freezing the weakness
In a heart who bleeds, pouring out tears in crimson
Pools, deep...

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