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Apr 2013
The black hole opens up
I have drunk from that cup many times before.
The fait accompli
doesn't worry me.
I have stood and I shall stand alone.
Man does not need a home
he needs a heart.
I parted from that years ago
I would like to know
why that still pains me so.

I cannot see
the darkness holds me tight but in spite of that
or because of that
I would like to be
liked by someone similar to me.

Not the same but not the opposite
don't want to attract
the false positive.
Is that negative?
Do I give a ****?
Give me a bit of advice
tell me that life's just a slice of the pie
walk on by if you must
shake the dust from your shoes
win or lose
it's the same
dark is the name
the black hole is the game
and I
lose.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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