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Random Poem:

I Miss my Wife's Lover
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As the night is born and the time nears,
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upon my face a subtle smile appears.
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A jack lantern smile, twisted behind candlelight,
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I've been haunted for years,
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tonight this ends.
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Ducking below my hidden spot by the window,
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still listening for the sound of head meeting pillow.
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Even though murder by night is basically cheating,
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Life sentences aren’t worth repeating
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Into the window after i knew he was at rest,
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feeling anticipation building up in my chest.
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Firmly grasp his throat and choked him awake,
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then said something that made me almost hesitate.
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"This is my home, please get off my property"
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Like, I was trying to leave,
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Only lacked an opportunity
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Yeah man,
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I broke into this house to answer some questions,
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maybe play some monopoly
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or take dance lessons,
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but again, i digress,
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let me get back to my mess.....
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I consider fire and poison, and then the fetal shot,
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theatrics are important, but not worth getting caught.
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A point must be proven,
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I must keep myself mild mannered
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Leaving daddy shook I slowly stalk his only child.
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Bringing them together, we sat, just us three,
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A father,
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a son,
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and potential kamikaze.
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The boy was calm, a  fearless spirit,
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his father trembled, scared and desperate
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Ignoring mercy, I move towards wounded souls,
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Yet smile, collected and calm,
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a stranger with a knife
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who means no harm.
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Standing behind every word I say,
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again enraged locking eyes
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my blade penetrates his ribs,
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a son now must decide if his dad dies or lives.
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You've heard of the black-market?
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I went to the blackoutlet
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A selection wide and great,
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I felt silly that i'd doubted it.
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Only in America, can food stamps purchase cyanide,
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only in America are
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English muffined and french fried.
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I threw the boy the tainted needle and kit for first aid
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Until the day I die, I'll never forget the face he made.
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It was one of resentful wisdom and sheer determination,
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The blood pours too quickly,
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the boy must stitch.
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completely unaware my plan was without hitch.
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after about an hour both were injected.
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It was absolutely perfect, no aspect left neglected/
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Three days they sat in dismal pain,
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I sat delighted
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deaths are essential,
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in fact they were invited!
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Gasping slowly they stopped clinging
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and breathed their last,
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two less people involved in the cast.
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Life gives too many bullshit ideals,
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before judging,
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                   try killing
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                              to know how it feels.
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