Dyslexic Dystopianism
Monday, 11 April 2011
I never had it so good
I willed away my happiness
For greyness and disorder
I played on with doleful eyes
And sprinted for the border
I could not see the damage
And ignored the breaking point
I threw away the greatest time
And snapped these lovers joint
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