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These words
Flow into a clogged drain
Crashing unseen inside Pipes
Obscured by their opaqueness
Becoming stagnant
And rancid
These foul words
Festering black sludge
Hair and flesh
And thoughts
Once beautiful and clean
Discarded and
Washed away
Drowned in the dirty
These illborn inadequate words
Banished to a septic existence
Languishing in the putrid
Punished
For the sin
of having ever been
Conceived
In an inept frame of mind
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The message in your poem is clear but I found it a bit hard to read as I couldn't find it's Rythm