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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Bastard At My Feet Part 2
I have you kneeling at my feet Begging for release, for some sympathy I curse you, damn you, throw you to the wolves Rejection is deemed necessary. No longer will you play the game No more smooth words, mouth at play You played with fire, burnt you shall be No more demons will I need to slay.. Blame it on the moon, blame it on the weed Apologies will not be accepted here I refuse to cower,whimpering at your feet I will no longer be a victim of fear.
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