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Long walks with my temper
Take me down a dead end street
In contemplation;
Where do we start at the end?
Before I could collect myself,
I`m vacuumed in by a figure`s armspread
With fiery gasps of iron-air,
Cornered in my circle of friends.
Won`t he speak to you?
Emptied on the floor
Were the shells of my defenses,
Placing in his own
Bullets of condescendence.
Those people shafted me
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