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I am the master of my fate - William Ernest Henley


Universe shelters deceit in crimson reflections of hope

Why and what now where to on the star studded path

	I long for orange shade and purple caress

Self-soothing I take out crayons and paint like a child

Stick men craggy women and lost souls scribbled in pain

	Wax melts the paper struggles to shine

Hurt pain abuse and allegations of crude abandonment

Projected chaos calligraphed in stencils and pencils

	Broken charcoal putrid ink seeking comfort
You broke promises and abandoned earning my trust

Took toxic crunch to its limits lured venom into my care

	Insomnia at rest you make your own bed

Toss and turn hopeful daggers into skillets of runaway prey

Actions have consequences just as causes harvest conclusions

	But I am tired of picking up the pieces

As emotions feed reason and thoughts combine with emotion

The poet turns on his tap while you ooze your manipulation

	Each to their own but I am the master of my fate

Time will tell whether there is a winner in your pack of lies

If dubiose credence can survive another foul roll of the die

	But my own sanity rests on cutting some ties


03rd January 2020

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