Your face I saw
sweet smile in
got my pass
fast motor
under your lights.
Your face I saw
off in pain
of vile insult
visited by an infamous.
Your face I saw
now that I have purified
your honor
in warm-blooded
of my knife
that has pierced
the crowd
quickly
broken
have fled ...
did I do?
03/08/2010
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