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(by johann Smari)
Cunning young sycophant,
dangerous deviant,
hopelessly arrogant —
still, so naive.
You’ve no clue, from the start,
I’ve known I’d play my part,
watching your bleeding heart
...
There was a girl I knew once.
(knew, v.
past tense of knowing the hitch
in her breathing as she slept meekly,
timid of her own dreams and the milky
moon glow that bathed her pallid;
past tense of...