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16 november 2012

poetry

Akasha
Akasha

How the mighty may fall

See him there with all his false faces
His empty promises
Poison deceitful tongue
The snake he hisses
Slips by
All his faces in tow
Showing them off
No one blinks an eye
He flaps his meaningless lips
With no soul
They are all deceived by him
I'm not.

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