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crepaway

Her eyes, smashed like a face,
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Screaming: war! War!
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On an icy day,
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Just to say,
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How much she hates herself.
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******
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Gunned by mouth,
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Thereafter,
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The bloody Arab fled his body.
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On a clear day,
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Red mountains bedizen his forehead.
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*******
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A magnificent lie inures dreamers,
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into coruscating innuendos.
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Mithra, Horus, Gilgamesh,
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Met in a mind-maze,
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For no reason at all.
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******
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I must be urgently seen.
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She improvised a womb,
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From an indecipherable state,
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Her youthful poverty - full frontal,
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a brutal ideation.
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*****
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Where everyone sees everyone, and you are accused of being a charlatan. Unless you repeat the lies of our Czar as undeniable truths. Be Better.

23 Feb 17

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I'm the Swiss Barry Allen, but this was fun
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Yes , a fun read indeed.
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