The paddle is broken,
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the punishment
|
is served in full.
|
The welts are faded
|
and pain still lingers
|
as it should.
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The lone receiver
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of empty compliments
|
taken in
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and bought in full.
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The lesson's hammered
|
the message has been
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reinforced.
|
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You said there would not be
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any reason
|
to fear this world.
|
But you're the reason
|
you're the reason
|
I feel
|
broken,
|
and branded,
|
and burning with doubt.
|
|
The welts are faded
|
and the pain still lingers
|
as it should.
|
|
These things are dealt in increments.
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Constant, and laced with detriment.
|
How dare you ever feign surprise.
|
When all those fingers point inside.
|
They're piercing you.
|
|
You said there would not be
|
any reason
|
to fear this world.
|
But you're the reason
|
you're the reason
|
I feel
|
broken,
|
and branded,
|
and burning with doubt.
|
|
These things are dealt in increments.
|
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Monachetti
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| Further Seems Forever |
