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I was meant to be famous, but you left me here.
I deserved the life you have, instead of this relentless fear.
Who gave you the right to bring me here in your womb?
Only to be covered up in this Southern tomb?
Yeah, you made it to the top with persistence and grace.
Or was it your sugar daddy, and the luck of a pretty face?
Well, I have that as well, thanks for the beautiful genes.
Only, I sold myself short due to my misguided means.
It's okay now, and too late to be kind.
It took me a while, but I also inherited your mind.
I'm writing a book and it's all about you.
I look forward to discussing it with Barbara, on "The View."
So, don't feel sad for the one you abandoned.
You shared the wealth with your baby, your child and your legend.
You work so hard, seven days a week
Our lives are separate. They have to be.
You're up in the morning and out by five
I'm just coming in and barely alive
I want to be with you but there's never the time
So I just have to miss you, pretend that I'm fine
I remember way back when you just couldn't wait
To get home and see me just like a date
Romance and passion were all that we knew
I cared what I looked like and dressed up for you
Well, at least I put make up on...what did you do?
Ooops there I go, the unconscious slip
This poem of love just turned into shi
My hidden agenda, the anger and hate
Projected on you like something I ate
That wouldn't stay down, digest and vacate
The vicious vindictiveness of love vs hate
We're arguing again because you took the bait
Karen M Feist
(let go
of that rhythmic well- dodging
dream-filled pennies of false hopes
silence describes the endless trip
from handtowater
how oxygen tarnishes copper plate
drowning
sinking into stone surrounded confinement
to lay motionless
on the bottom
there the struggle ends
from a fall
to a swaying plummet
and then hope
abandoned
below crushing weight of desire)
Pennies only purchase passage.
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