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Personal Journal, personal metaphysics, Vogon Poetry 1 Minute

Your boot on your,
enemy’s neck,
feeling it’s
life breath
leave….

The dying
face suddenly
Changes….

to someone weak,
or
You trruly loved.

Does your boot
waver or
slacken?

Or keep
the pressure on
Until dead?

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.

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