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Apr 2012
I had already felt the strain
Time pressed on though, rope was frayed
Acting commenced, Loving partner of anguish
Gravity sat back, as we improvised this play

"Parody!"

                                            Laughing
"With, or at?"

If the rope of reason gives way
Could we compose conclusions,
Or even; Correct convictions
That have been nursing dry

"What do you feel at this moment?"

"Confusion"

"Your so **** predictable!"

To what angle had this slanted?
To what ground had it fell?
To what will choose this cancer?

"Hahahaha You! ******* you!"

From blackness, I knew no whole
I am the pig that grew it's wings
The meaning of life in bite sized pieces
Lights, triumphant defeater

"Your a ****"

When did the devil
Become so large
That he needed
Both shoulders for dwelling?

"You are a puppet to yourself"

"Now amuse me"

Tear drop slips down a crevice
Tempting tongue of captive man
He once knew, he once knew
But now rests, In quickest sands
Nicholas Rew
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