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Dec 2009
My mind cruel
the words spew-
blunt daggers-
ripping at the one I love.

My guard weak,
control down,
brash-
unforgiving.

But she sees another man,
Soft and kind,
gentle-
blind.

I see the horror that hides.
Copyright Martin Hugo 2010- From The Law of the Rat
Cry Sebastian
Written by
Cry Sebastian  Hanover
(Hanover)   
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