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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Because I can (And I don't have a witty title right now).

I thought this was pretty good, although I'm no expert on poetry (not by a long shot). Let me know what you think.

The Conniving Man

Inside us all, another lies,
He comes unbidden to your side.

With him comes the stench of death,
And thoughts that should be put to rest.

He comes and goes as he does please,
To leave you broken on your knees.

No matter what you do or say,
The Conniving Man is there to stay.


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