when shit hit the man
a fine placed imbue
where all was began
its world, a début
chasing the scream
run, twat boy, run
unpicking the seam
but simply for fun
if only the way
twas meant not to be
a life full of play
of you and agree
close now to the end
the end of the pier
this message to send
but words are a smear
©HeyHey 2013
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