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We mourned its birth while we enabled its death.  We found harmony in our disunity, loved it even as it killed us.  We celebrated our destruction, focussed on our distraction.  We bled each other  even as we tried to heal....

We mourned its birth

while we enabled its death. 

We found harmony

in our disunity,

loved it even as it killed us. 

We celebrated our destruction,

focussed on our distraction. 

We bled each other 

even as we tried to heal. 

 

And that's what we do,

we heal others

though we cannot heal ourselves.

 

And we loved

 

And it hurt to tear it away 

because it became too real. 

 

Words on a screen,

in my arms,

on my lips,

breaking me open

again

and again

and again.

 

And I am stuck there,

down there with you 

in the bowels 

of it all. 

Covered in it. 

Stained. 

And I wear it like a badge. 

 

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