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Sep 2010
And here.
I have nothing to say.
Words of advice?
Or only play?
Listen to your heart.
Hear the beat.
Feel the rhythm.
No taking a seat.
A round of applause.
For your little show.
You are nothing,
Like you said so.
I have faith.
But very little.
I have given up.
Only as much as I was able.
You are absent.
Can't you hear?
It's so loud.
And so very clear.
WAKE UP, I SAY.
You little philistine.
Show yourself.
Cut the morphine!
Snap to reality.
You over-sized coward!
Sway what your mother gave you.
Before you get martyred.
Not by me.
But by your own self.
You have to help me.
Because I can't help you by myself.
Cassandra Kotynski
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