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Monday, March 22, 2010

Red Spiral

dark circular room
all the doors shut one by one
ouch, how you slammed them

shrill resounding rage
walled up against willingness
steeped in your own hell

crouch in cold armor
bitter fists that blame us all
for your misery

inward and around
curled up facing the dank wall
so there's no way out.

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