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Dont Leave the Matter To Martha

Don't anyone on this flatter Nor leave the matter to Martha. To her it might mean 'No matter' While it's one that could things batter. Long-built relationships scatter, When challenged lips simply mutter Once clean lives in foulest gutter, Quiet room source of loud clatter. Each time, I awake this matter, Fears of waiting ruin get fatter: I glimpse feet and hear their patter. As they inch closer, blood-spatter

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Book: Shattered Sighs