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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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