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Tell me
What do you think about at night

(I won't tell a soul)

Pathetic and feeble is your middle name
I’ll attack you like a lion in search of its prey
Subtlety is surely not my specialty
Pussy-out is positively your expertise

"Would you like another?"
Why yes, certainly

Anything to sustain your disdainful appetite

Such a large man
But where are your balls?
Hmm...i guess they

d i s a p p e a r e d


Who gave you permission
To invade my demeanor
You’re an Intrusion
You’re depleting right before me

The pulpit that stands your ground is being
Desecrated by the ones you turned your back on

Do you lead or follow (or fall behind?…)
What a lonely soul who has played one too many games
You lose

KEAL OVER!





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On Monday February 25th, 2008, tangeled (506) writes:
agreed. very nice piece.


On Friday February 1st, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus (500) writes:
Hmmm I liked it too, picturing it in a relationsnhip scenario. I like how even though we invite them into our lives (usually because we're blind) they can still be "intruders". I liked the imagery, well written


On Wednesday January 30th, 2008, Narcissa (681) writes:
Hmm... this reminded me of someone - oh yeah my ex! I really liked the play of emotion here :)



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