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What Did You Expect From Me?

The paper fragments on the door
Bear silent witness to the
Factor of anger
The red shreds,
Peeling like dead skin
Where are your tears?
Cry for me
Do it.
I want to see it.
Laid out to me like a feast
Little pilgrim,
Tremble before me
I am your master.

so, gentlemen of the jury, what is your verdict?

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  • OctoberCrush
    April 9, 2007
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    Interesting Write.


  • Dark Whispers
    March 27, 2007
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    this poem is like no other poem I have read , and I think the world needs more diversity, woderfully written.please return the favor I would really appriciate it though.*********************************
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