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 Sep 2016 Lisa Pike
Emma Hill
Slither within my spine
Wither, within my mind

Doctor Jekyll, Mr. Hyde
One coin, two sides
art
To create
is to escape
To escape
is to find oneself
When
you are found
You can at last
be free
You dont know me but you do owe me
So much you have taken as your gluttony prevails
With your eccentric equation of equilibrium you have always tipped the scales
You dont know my name
And I care not for your alter ego that searches for fame
A fancy parade
For all the lies you have made
The crowds that stand and watch, hold hands tight with misery
As you smile and wave with your piety
You dont know me, but you do have a good idea
You're fully aware of how this life has been constructed amidst the constraints of fear
Of social segregation
Funded by financial manipulation
You dont know me and know nothing about how I want to live
You certainly know though , how much I give
How hard it can be, none of your concern
The ways of the common man you will never learn
You dont know me, but I know you
I can see all you are failing to do

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