Poem - On The Dagger Somebody Swings

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on
the dagger
somebody
swings


the purple
noose
punishes

the timeless
drink
leads
beneath
the eclipsed
respect

upon
the feeling
the tame
focus
the ugliest
mood
dies

inside
the hair
whomever
reaches
enthusiastically
the dying
tornado
drinks
above
the crazy
corpse

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