Poem # 45- Thank You

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Thank you for everything—
For the bruises, the scars
Bleeding continuously onto my skin
Making me coated by my inner.

Surely I'll be in such a mood
Where I fret, I'll weep, I'll swoon
But screw that! Thank you!
That you brought up this quality of pandemonium.

Such an amazing play of recidivism!
Such a godly force of misanthrope!
Thank you! That's all I can say
Because it's pretty tedious mourning your deathly act.

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