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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He was sure he'd put his cylopedia on his chair. His wife's photo had been over the stair. But his book was in the tub, gave him a spasm The photo was torn, and the book open to "org!!!". His best friend wouldn't answer his calls. He tried to ask why, found invisible walls. There were rumors online, rumors in the street He suspected a flame behind the heat. After Deutschland unified, Stasi files confirmed. It had been a plot, the whole story he learned. Rumors were spread, and objects rearranged The problem hadn't been that he was deranged. This also happens when criminals extorted the victim not exaggerating, no matter what reported. deliveries vanished, vandals, broken windows not just bad luck, not just the way it goes. Small acts get less attention than major crime. Victims learn not to report every time. There's no point when perps can plausibly deny And if you can't get help, why bother to try? You might be sure you didn't park on the curb You might be nervous, after your fifth dead bird. You might interpret all sorts of things in your path When skeptics quite rightly, give a scornful laugh. But then again, we know it has happened before That the victim knows what's happening, but others ignore. I've been there, and I've felt the pain It takes background, to be able to explain. I drank unsuspecting, drink had an aphrodisiac I staggered through the streets, couldn't prove the attack I was desperate for sleep, a stimulant in my brain Couldn't knock on a random door, no shelter from this rain. I claim I don't have a paranoid mind I do jump to conclusions, but can leave them behind When science is perverted, gaslighting gets a boost And bad guys have another tool to rule the roost. But how can any victim know when this is true? Sometimes is just sheer volume, that breaks through Sometimes no witnesses, sometimes effects are inside, So between the victim and his audience an impassible divide.
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