corruption moi? lies? not sure
what they are though I see shadows
at the corners of my eyes like a horse
with blinkers Ive yet to see … my hearts
weakness? hiding in comparison … justifies
its ignorance. My denial a stone wall to make me
separate safe to keep out the cries of the wilderness the
harpie strings wail relentlessly against the rattling window
10.01am 16.07.12. © Lizarikk
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