I hear your cry,
I hear your screams.
Despair will die,
And I'll heal your seams.
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Take your ragged heart,
Blood it with your jagged dart.
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Power is no blessing.
It is but a ranch dressing,
Futile and stressing.
-Ouch deep meaning above.
My gash bleeds forever.
And my growing endeavor,
Takes a severe turn,
And my body burns.
