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Mar 2013
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Now I'm just the actor
But once
Yes once
I was the biggest malefactor you would never wish to meet.
Down my street
Where the sun did not shine
And what may have been yours, so quickly was mine
Where even the clock did not tick.
Life was cheap,life was sick.

The choices in my head
The voices that spoke loud and said,
**** em.
Real gems of wisdom from the walking dead.
Fed and feeding on the endless needing
Where the night's are weeding out the dross
Didn't give a monkey's or a toss.
**** em.

She beckoned me.
She beckoned me here and like a demanding lover
She led me to gear.
Fear knows the chains
Has felt more of the pains that I'll ever know.

Taking it slow now
Kicked out the lover how
She whined
Chimed in with taunts.
Undaunted I carried on
Now that old lover's gone and I am not.

The plot seems to thicken
Between the devil and the deep
The minutes appear to quicken
But time stays the same
Trapped in a pearl picture frame in a locket.
It's in my pocket with the shreds of the past
At last.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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