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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005

Paint

Amaranthine Fetish

When this man
Was still a boy
They told me I would die
Go to heaven
But then my sister turned
Seemed I had a lot to learn
About lying to save my face
Now I'm in my private hell
Never heard that tolling bell
I feel the scars behind this flesh
To make this boy become a man
Only one who understands
So she takes me by the hand
Paints a smile
Upon this face

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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