Monday, February 27, 2012

he passes a smile on the street

dully pleased someone still wants to suck him


but it's far too late to reciprocate

and his sarcasm locks him into his reckonings


oh fate oh miserable unalterable fate

contrition means nothing


your prayers and best efforts mean nothing

vengeance first

then your remains gathered...



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