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   01/02/2022
   61@61
   Poems
   Willemse, Wendy
   The Fury
   
   
The vinyl black wave
Came bearing down
The violence, the fury
Spun me around
 
I started to run
But left it too late
The cruelty, the rage
The eye filled with hate
 
Shattered the window
Splintered the door
Swirled round my feet
On the booze soaked checked floor
 
You never reached out
Never meant what you said
Mistook me for nothing
Left me for dead
 
But I rose to the top
I made it through
Now the vinyl black wave
Is coming for you.
   







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