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Tin Heart II (02/05/2015)
This game's been fun but it tires of me.
It's time i made myself a memory,
boxed up and filed away amongst the others of my kind:
brothers in another life, grieving silently, each on our own.
We're volunteers of indefinite imprisonment.
Skewered between the tines of humility,
fed like spare parts to a war machine
Left for scrap, deadened and oily
Reaching for that cleansing fire
M...
Thursday 5th February 2015 5:12 pm
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