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Jun 2013
you make me tremble in my very skin
you break me down
  from within

don't talk to me
  don't utter a word
you're the source
  of my dismal
    more than anything
I've ever heard

consistently berating me,
  can't you see I want some time alone
    yet you confront me
  still hostile
    like some type of
unanswerable
  telephone
Jerry
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Jerry  New York
(New York)   
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