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Oct 2010
I made a wrong move
and they all shifted to me,
gazed,
glazed,
unrelenting.
Their hollow, black portals
revealed their concealed minds
filled with disgust
and malice.
The same action a million times over,
and they never act upon their desires,
because they know this scars me more.
Copyright 2010 by Victor Thorn
Victor Thorn
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Victor Thorn  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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