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Feb 2017
All invitations stand for you
To step inside my open mind
But I provide no guarantee
That you'll like what you find
Behind closed doors and warning signs
For curtain calls of tragedy
And twisted humor comedies
More Dante than divine
Like a ringwraith, king of nine
In my deepest circle bat cave
I'm the new clown prince of rhyme

So come get on my level
Where I revel in the devil
Turning up the heat on all
The demons who embezzle
While I'm chillin' like a villain
In the egos that I'm killin'
Trippin' slippin' down a thrillin' *****
Just hangin' from a dope *** rope
This **** is tight, it helps me cope
When all of ye abandon hope

Where it all floats, you enter here
Steer clear of gutters, It is fear
My paper boat adrift alone
King Arthur with no Guinevere
I disappear and leave no trace
Erasers in an office space
An empty desk and swivel chair
Still spinning at the same old pace
All carries on without me there
I knew you wouldn't like this place
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  29/M/California
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