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| Like Italics | |
| By alandavidpritchard | ||||
| 26 October 2006 | ||||
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the original title: To The Needy didnt quite work When you look in the mirror, what will you see? I’ll give you what you want just to spite you, I’ll watch you gorge yourself on those indulgences – feed you even, that never ending supply; watch you grow fat. If I could I would use my boot to wedge it all in. It’s a sin just sitting by, just giving in, just letting every whim have its fifteen minutes of airspace. But I’ve sinned before, and if you mistake this for love, this giving, this constant more – then look in the mirror (or the window of a department store at night, with the streetlight giving just enough to check your hair by) - I hereby declare your pampered days to be intentional, like the loveless mother stuffing her infant … until it bursts.
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