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Impaled
I inhale the pain
Watch the blood rain
As I pull your knife from my back
For the heresy
But now they listen to me
Should’ve known better than to doubt
But now is the time for finding out
Just another feather in my cap
Perhaps
Or just more clout
I don’t care anymore
Just let me escape to my redoubt
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Comments (4)
Boldly and brilliantly expressed
Powerful stuff AH. Great job.
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Sometimes I find my own head spinning just as you have expressed so powerfully here. You didn't listen to me before, why would you start listening to me now? What do I know????