two faces of a tyrant
one inviting a thousand curses
and my indulgent vengance of a methodical kill
*caned, stabbed, stoned, beaten, total annihilation
the other vulnerable and tender
once hid underneath a table from the menance of darkness
and cried over a collapsed sand castle
or the death of his favorite canary
with the day of ruin looming
all of the above will not matter
peace will come when I'm no longer torn
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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