4/4/2026 for Venting or Redemption Poetry Contest sponsored by Seth Pina
Oh yes, I still remember you. You taught me about the blues and everything that's true - that life is just to lose. I savor my identity, I'm a loser, not a fake. But, for you, I'd never see - though, credit you won't take. From here until eternity, It's with ecstasy, not shame, that I know with certainty, you'll never call me by my name. Some enjoy a masquerade, Some like to pretend, and live within the parts they play until the very end.
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