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Acts of Contrition

Suffer the plot of the parking lot, Acts of attrition, lots of the disappearing shopping carts, I had the camera out Could hardly see where I’m going. I called just to set up delivery Then you laid out your whole life story And relayed your PTSD of living with an anarchic narcissist Neglected kids, a messy divorce, and the consequent fallout She took him to the cleaners. I simply walked out. Actually, she left. I was hard to live with. I left it all go, years ago, But suddenly, lately, it’s all returned. Back in my world as if it just happened And I am the one, all worse for ware, Never wanting to talk about it. Life comes back to haunt us, Time escapes us... No matter how far we run, or how much time passes, That puts us right where we are, in the middle of it. ~psp dr. p (pi) .

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Date: 6/12/2025 8:54:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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