Thursday, April 23, 2009


Your repeated scorn broadcast in an impromptu commentary.
Demoralising laments inciting grief; but never for you.
A mirrror of words that revealled the abhorrent.
My tears, deplorable in your eyes eventually dried; ceased to flow.
Your verbose nature, imbued with Hyde's judgement,
was ignored by those who could.
Frenzied strikes enforcing a despotic authority, were offered
like rocks to be carried in my pockets for a lifetime.

Forget, forget, forget; and yet they are there.

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