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Com(pell)ing to some
a paedophile of the cloth...
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Distance vanishes between us each time
As we meet in this special place of mine...
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“Be yourself,”
But then they tell me to change...
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you will never know
of pain until you unearth...
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His knife slowly went through the corners,
as he carefully carved broken crayons...
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Dear earthling,
I write in words to communicate...
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Valentine day is almost here
I sit here sinking in my fear...
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when I last slipped up-
It was like black-ice...
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eating greedily
from the acceptance table...
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I see her footprints fade
upon the earth like a nightmare...
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Snaking veins do clot and crawl the
upper screams of slaughtered fools...
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Those grey years of angst,
Of treading water in a sea of tears...