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Apr 2014
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Tremendously
Indignation explodes. And we are revealed

As the purely ****** creatures
We have become

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I know you !
I have loved you
Truly forever



(  Little girls
Do they play jump-rope any more ?  )

••

30 pieces of gold?
****!
We sell our soul

For any piece of *** with the mouth of a liar
Attached at the top
We can find to fool
Into thinking we are
Men at all

••

Another toDay is here



Another



Images of freedom compete
With the **** inspired making
Of ourselves
Into the disgraced shape

Of poisonous commodities

••

Within the streets where the buildings
Are being
Bombed to the ground

••

I LOVE YOU

••

Truly God is dead
Or wisely he has fled from us
And our grotesquely
Masked hideous faces

••

Our poetry ?

Hardly fit to wipe the ***
Of a dead donkey in the field

••

Hatred moves freely everywhere we go

••

The boy would be a hero !

Some ******* brain addled monstrosity
Only wants to get him into bed !



The curtain rises

What a ******* scene

The curtain closes

We are gone

And
The possibility of true peace

Floats from the saintly balcony
To the empty stage

Where little boys and girls

Go free. In the light of their purity

Free from the hateful games we teach

We teach them to make them

As sick as we
Written by
jeffrey robin
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