self-destruction (Remove filter)
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You made yourself famous
And then what did you do?
You grabbed a lead hammer with both hands
Smote the thing with all your might
Saw the pillar crumble to dust, then
Shrunk from the strobe searchlight
Danced with the lowlifes
That flanked the waste ponds
Made life
Took life
Then revelled in all your failures
Trailing ragged, bleeding
Across the frozen hinterland...
Sunday 7th September 2014 9:15 pm
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