Hate

Lie, Love.
Phallus, Blood.
Limp, Weep.
Plot, Execute.

Downcast Eyes. Furtive glances.
Deep breaths. Empty platitudes.
Have to go back, Needed.
Unwanted, Cant be.

Can’t fight them alone…
Must keep moving!
Come on!
What Honor,
What Obligation?


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