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Reflection On A Self-Destruction Gifts past belief, Perfect pitch, honed technique, Undoing self from morn till eve - It grieves those who no longer seek him. Sitting all the day, A once sought artist, Solo instrumentalist, Never lifting up his ***** With his all upon the telly,** Living on old memory, One waits for a communiqué, “Dead!” - from fears collected Long self-neglected years, Long self-rejected years Laced with the chaos of self-based abuse. [He was] once handsome-faced, But hooked on spirits, wine and ciggies,*** Thinking on the Long Ago, Not letting go, Years spent, tears spent, Its ****** happening As of this typing, Lessons still unlearned. *Yiddish for buttocks **British informal term for television *** cigarettes A Reflection On Self-Destruction 10.6.2016 Small Stories Book; Arlene Corwin
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
Relection On A Self-Destruction
Reflection On A Self-Destruction Gifts past belief, Perfect pitch, honed technique, Undoing self from morn till eve - It grieves those who no longer seek him. Sitting all the day, A once sought artist, Solo instrumentalist, Never lifting up his ***** With his all upon the telly,** Living on old memory, One waits for a communiqué, “Dead!” - from fears collected Long self-neglected years, Long self-rejected years Laced with the chaos of self-based abuse. [He was] once handsome-faced, But hooked on spirits, wine and ciggies,*** Thinking on the Long Ago, Not letting go, Years spent, tears spent, Its ****** happening As of this typing, Lessons still unlearned. *Yiddish for buttocks **British informal term for television *** cigarettes A Reflection On Self-Destruction 10.6.2016 Small Stories Book; Arlene Corwin
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
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