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Pitiful Mockery

He hurled his contemptuous insult
 
With regards to nothing.
 
She played and danced with the tune
 
and they both roared in laughter.
 
They smoked the house with thicker
 
mockery and burned it down to the ground...
 
While the pitiful subject knelt down in shame
 
for there’s no longer skin left to bare.
 
....with the noose around his neck...
 
There he stood in silence...
 
Awaiting for the time...

(20150615)

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