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the grass is greener

when you’re in the dark

on the wrong side

at the ignorant end

of a cesspool

of suffering

there must be relief

so you indulge until you know

there is nowhere to hide

so you look for the perfect mind

with another’s face

looking back at you

through a glass darkly

but sharper

and with the same flaws

you hate so much

lust and desire mingle

like love and blood

and i throb for you

in the depths of my mind

craving looks back at me

through a glass darkly

i am my own muse

or I am naught

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