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bittersweet the aftertaste

that paints a broken soul

the wound that hides a deeper ache

of life that takes its toll.

a perforated heart that bleeds

and loses all it gains

to yield a deeper side of loss

beyond mere mortal pains.

for I can dare to wear my pride

on Herculean brow

and shun the very breath of life

that plays to leave me now.

or drown my deepest sorrow

in words that break my heart

released by lips designed to love

but trained to tear apart.

and yet, they still see something more

from eyes that bear these views

omnipotent his spirit

defies the mortal bruise.

and strength that grows in numbers

chants the hateful song he hears

chameleon heart that wears disguise

and falls as poet's tears.