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Emotional Stealth

This sorrow, lush and fully grown
This rage, the bitter seeds past sown
This sickness frothing within my brain
This willful, thrashing, stubborn pain

This gnawing, grating, hungry grief
This rushing madness, lacking relief
This endless, ageless hate of self
This wretched, lonesome emotional stealth

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