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There are no words for how much this poem sucks 2006-01-19
We all make decisions that we know will Have negative consequences Or at least What we think will be negative Usually, they are only terrible to this finite skin But since this is all we really know We cannot see past it I can't see any reason For you to complain about how things are turning out You made a decision that you knew Would forever alienate Our worlds Regardless of whether this choice is Right, wrong, or just is The effects are the same nonetheless There is no use Wailing and moaning about it From either of our ends This is the way things are The way we knew they would be ~m
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