You command
and demand
reciprocity
in your cruel
verocity.
There are no words
to describe
the bad vibe
that one can
cause.
Plausible excuses,
for plausible
denyal
one abuses,
I stress!
None the less,
I'll burn all
my fuses,
just to end up
use-less.
30-12-2012 Madrason
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