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Stains

Gray on green
Wastelands own son.

Desperate to avoid
Retracing steps of the
Troubled one.

Bladder full
Piss and moan
Facing bone
Still alone.

Mouthpiece in place
Hands broken
On the walls
My hate stains.

Nothing but fear left behind,
Cowardice incarnate.
Written by Troubled_1
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