my soul aches

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my soul aches
and i can't
i just can't
read any more
aphorisms
euphemisms
those sickly sweet
it's all gonna be ok
ain't life grand
kind of things
my body revolts
at the words
rose-colored and stale
i need grit
not to ease the pain
but to complement it
validate it
take me home
and soothe me with
truth, harsh
and real

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