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Anything But a Liar

she cried for her child never born never conceived for loyalty misplaced in a wife married in haste and guilt repented in all the good years of leisure sick of himself for excuses made to avoid the horror of reality she was a relentless ***** and master manipulator never a good friend or real wife never anything but a liar

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Vince Suzadail Jr.

Date: 6/13/2009 6:50:00 AM

Tough write. Sometimes it's more dependency than love that keeps two together. This was a look at the "horror of reality." Vince

Denis Joe

Date: 2/5/2009 5:14:00 AM

'sick of himself for excuses' is great. It allows the poem to exude a sonnet form as that line suggests a turn in the narrative from the inner feeling to the way that feeling is interpretated. I think that the lack of grammatic rules also gives a sense of anarchy (anything goes) to the poem. Well structured and a very punchy poem.