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It didn't even rhymn
Not this time
My words upon the page
My anger, my rage
Spilling into the unknown
Truths, lies shown
It didn't have rhythm
It didn't have sole
It wasn't like them
To keep things whole
It didn't even rhymn
Not this time
My sadness, gloom
Echoeing room to room
My madness, glee
Escaping me
It didn't have rhythm
It didn't have sole
It wasn't like them
To keep things whole
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