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Mar 2011
so scream you
from rooftops and sidewalks
to barstools in dark rooms
the last pleas of a broken soul:

"i am me
and so i matter!
lift me up
on these clichΓ©s and gray hazes!
applaud me for dreaming,
and bow down to the dropout!"

so dig you
deep and wide
the void you're trying to fill,
and use it as your grave.
Copyright March 27th, 2011 by Victor Thorn
Victor Thorn
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Victor Thorn  Oklahoma
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