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Peeta, dear,
Oh, do you hear
the sound of Marvel's cries?
The sickening thud
of spear in mud
as little Rue, she dies?

Do you see
the mortality
of the children in the flames?
The monsters who
on fury flew
and won the Hunger Games?

We still live
but what do we give
to the survivors of the dead?
The guilt of blood,
that crimson flood,
that hangs about your head.

Can't you feel
that cold, dead steel,
that slashed through Thresh's side?
The tearing sound
upon the ground
when Cato tried to hide?

The canon blast,
my haunting past;
I try to keep it in.
But as it seems
by all my dreams,
I didn't really win.

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