Wednesday, 30 November 2011

A Salutory Ditty.

If I could be in league with you
And care not for convention
I think a small intrigue or two
Might warrant my attention.

This is exactly who I’m not, but it just goes to show what happens when you start being honest with yourself. The ghosts of false roles, now dead but not quite come to dust, like to gatecrash your mind and mock you.

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