June 23, 2010
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Perfect. What does that mean?
For I assure you, you cannot find it here.
In fact, many of my kind believe it cannot be found
Yet it is everywhere.
Just out of our reach.
We are all at war, yet not with each other;
That would be too simple.

The mind atones the body in
Respect to its own sins;
Its own warped ways are bestowed
Upon the innocent,
Leaving it in a state of terrific horror.

Scars, cuts, bruises,
Gaunt faces and powdered skin;
The battle scars of our kind
Always bloom from within.

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