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Cut away the given flesh

Drain & cleanse the entitled blood

Stab your mind free of all implementations

Then redress in the new uniform

Head held with high conceit

Vomit tired words as pure invention

Innovation's ill poetry is what you speak

While walking the blade of repetition

A tightened hold on those in the fold

Worthlessness the champion

Confirmation & purpose the wanton need

Still denying the eyes you long for

Insurrectionist, spouting plagiarized beliefs

Rotting alive in the repetitious grave

Nothing new - Mere rephrased words

Olden sounds - Raped & Rearranged Rigid doctrine in frail freedom's disguise

Nothing new - Re-regurgitation

Utter failure - Dia