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Another Row

You corrupt

You infiltrate

You come in from the cold

 

Constructed from stone

You cross the room

You claim everything you want

 

And I can only watch

Dumb frozen

As you destroy the room with your mood

 

Daggers from your eyes

Knives from your lips

I clutch my chest. I fall through the floor

◄ I thought of you today

Crash ►

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David Mac

Mon 1st Nov 2010 16:52

They do, Cynthia. I should know. I'm one of 'em.
Thanks for the comment.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sun 31st Oct 2010 14:51

A brilliant sketch of a terrifying personality. 'as you destroy the room with your mood' is outstanding. Such persons do exist and manipulate whole families with their tyranny.

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