I remember being told to,
'You can do nothing'.
A memory that came like a flood,
Only this morning.
I pass by several faces,
That I've been seeing for years.
But today I saw one,
That reminded me of the days of tears.
When the people I relied on,
Pointed fingers at me.
When I was mocked and laughed at,
And what I really was, no one could see.
The times when people told me,
I didn't fi...

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Why do i always befriend
the succubi,
who patter off justifications
like the proclamations of a saint,
all the while prepping the rifle,
to point against my head,
already planning
how many kisses to use
in their sorry letter,
six months from now.

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