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Listen
Listen to me,
I know what you’re thinking,
“Great another poem,
Are we done yet?”
But listen to me.
You have a voice,
Right?
Well, use it.
Because unlike you,
Some don't.
But listen to me,
I don't know what you’re going through
And I can't tell your story,
Only you can.
So listen to me.
I want you to look around.
You are in a room with...
Friday 30th September 2016 8:18 pm
Noose
How I long to be a noose
Not the bereaved body alone and loose
Decaying in the autumn air
Rotting the flesh from the bones
But the rope end itself
Clutching at the neck of this criminal cunt
Guilty of robbing a piece of gold
Or for killing tarts
The sense of authority and punishment
Would be grand for me
People would cower at the thought
Of ...
Monday 13th September 2010 9:55 pm
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