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Reflection

He's a hypocrite, yes that man
lie and pretend, that he can
but to self sir, not to clan


Lives he in dreams, flies he on boats
contradictions always, fill on his notes

The Monster

The following is not a poem or a story in its strictest sense. It does not need to rhyme, nor does it need to describe the occurrence in detail.

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I cried, I pleaded, tried to free back my hand
he wrung and jerked it, ignoring my stand

He kept leering like a wolf at me, then
pounded at my flesh, with a sick rapture

I wriggled, protested and I pleaded again
to let go of me, for once, just for once

A page of my life.

I don't have anything to write, still I sat down to do it just because I felt like writing.  I know this is not something I normally do, but this time, I'll just let the careful editing take some rest.

The following incidents are taken out of the short 'life-story' I once wrote for somebody. Incidentally, it never served its purpose.

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