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Mar 2015
Caught in the trap of being too nice and that's that,
Can't fault that, won't alter, but like a bolt from the blue,
suddenly I'm through with being sugar,
****** it,
I'm going off central. going to be slightly mental,
going to wig out, drop out, opt out of the system,
dig out the old-style,
**** the sweet smile
I'll frown and I'll grouch
be a downer and slouch,
I'm busting my ***** here so you'll see a
better man, but it's the trap I fell into,
I'll get out on my own.
And yet
I can feel the taste of it, see
the utter waste of it
****** it
I'll do it
tomorrow.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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