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Jan 2016
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Seen thru the veil

Of her sense of unworthiness

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...... Sorrow from the big high sky drips down

beauty !

Can't you see !

Whatcha  doin to yourself (?)

It's what yer doing to me (!)

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Hidden in your own busted eyes

Always naked on some filthy floor


With some one you know never loves ya

As you spread your legs

And you cry out for ... more !



& me

Watching thru the window !

With a clean dresss if you want to wear it


If YE ever choose to walk out that door

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Sorrow and rain


The night in terror

Kicks out its " lovers "

Prays for the light of day to form

and perhaps  to stay forever

Prays for the child bound to be born



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Written by
jeffrey robin
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   Ariel Baptista
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