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The day
Came
When all of it
Stopped
And I had
To
Know
Then
I saw
Saw what
I had
Become
And could not look
At these hands
What they
Had
Done
To Whom
I once
Told
I loved
Could I
Start over
Tell them
Again
And it
Not be a
Lie
Can I
Be
A
Man?
This animal
Walks with
You
And you think
He loves
But
Look at
What I
Do
Have done
The lady
Of the
Dark Play
Knows
I will
Never
Wash out
My
Darkest days
I love you
And
Yet
I still
Wonder
I
Look for fangs
That should
Be
There
A
Thing lives
In my
Skin.
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