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Oct 2013
I am merely
                       a trapped Rat
                                    But instead of snapping my neck;
                                    You toy with me, mirroring
                       *the enemy Cat


And I'm enamored by your spell
Your poison I've ingested
I expel to no avail

Allow me to run,
             though you've hold of my tail

One
         by
              One

Slyly
        and jest,
Take the shattered,
               broken shards of my Psyche*

And impale them
               Directly into my chest
Don't forget
to grind & twist. ;)
Cunning Linguist
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Cunning Linguist  29/M/An illusion of reality
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