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When I lie.
There is me...lying.
Not lying like you say.
Lying on the floor, lying like I say.
Begging, weeping, asking.
You carnival figure, you.
You war hero, you.
You champion, you.
One leg propped upon my stomach.
Where are your gold stamps, your badges, your medals?
The trophy you stand on is all battered.
You have laid me out on the floor, the doormat
Withholding the welcome sign.
You roll m...
Tuesday 21st April 2015 9:59 pm
The Knock
Lo and behold that feeling
once more has returned
To tease test and torment
dead past willfully spurned
From window shut forever
heard unmistakable creak
A portent of ensuing havoc
and destruction it’ll wreak
Dilemmas deemed sorted
in archives since then lost
Will augment latent agony
with much heftier paid cost
An arduous uphill dr...
Tuesday 12th August 2014 3:54 pm
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