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The raging boomerang hit me
I was tricked by reality
I thought I was invincible
Apparently, I am destructible
Pain now soothes me
While agony caresses me
I am now grief’s baby
When will she ever free me?
To all whom before I’ve hurt,
Karma is upon me
Let this poem be my penance
And my way to say I’m deeply sorry
Lord, please snatch me
From the arms of despondecy
Don’t let her break me
Please save me from her fury
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