dusty mask

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Scooping your dirty  dust
Found out the sensation:
First truth was the last
Hopes endured frustration
Treachery showed out quicker then fast
As any other tribulation
Questioning with tremor:
What a fuck did I trust?
Frenzy emptiness silence misgiving
There’s nobody to ask
I’m presenting no honour
You’re still hiding under the mask

14-05-2007


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