Name Betrayal Poems

I dreamt of you again last night.
You spoke a foreign language,
and you did not know your name.
But I knew it was you because your beauty...

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The Termination

Hallo Ann, let me tell you about your mother,
she was younger than I and a dancer 
She got a job dancing at a club in Madrid
alas,...

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In the shadows, I once dwelled, feeling wronged, so long, so long,
Your shade cast, stole my light, till my radiance was gone, gone, gone.
Caught in...

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I wanna trade in my stubby spindleshanks...,

(a poor excuse for legs),
and get me the latest
sophisticated prosthetics advancements,
whereat integration of cultured stem cells
into custom made appendages
allows,...

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People with choice they call freedom
What once was now history past 
Breaking down of society cold war fought
New gen, feelings hurt as truth hidden
Speak no...

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Earth Day April 22nd 2024

I lament bidding Gaia's creatures adieu,
an inner conflict dust brew
within this scribe, who offers ye to chew
(like sweet treats metaphorically) thee...

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Figuratively speaking there is no departure from the physical craze of overturning abstinence, within the conscious act of drinking everything down In remarks toward gluttony...

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Oh, Africa, a vast and varied land
Yet overshadowed by IMF's hand
Structural adjustments they decree
Yet bring nothing but misery

Forced reforms they demand
Leaving nations bound in financial...

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Chaos ensues when she enters the venue
Deep-seated insecurities and childhood issues
She takes the beauty and makes it problematic
Chaos is a defining feature of her habits

She...

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Can I rewind?
To a time
Before I foolishly called you mine.
Just so I can recognize the line,
So I can realize this thing won’t exist,
And you will...

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I'm stuck living in a town where everyone knows your name,
I don't want to leave my room and be forced to explain.
How do I tell...

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Blame it on the train.
Blame it on the rain.
Blame it on your mate,
Who made you late.

Blame it on your car,
That didn't make it very far.
Blame...

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Here I stand, burdened with remorse,
Each word I write, another solemn promise,
Life's cruelty, they say, but I see my own,
In choices made, in seeds of...

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The shades are drawn, and the paint is peeling on the façade, the door is cracked open as though the person inside is ready to...

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4 months
4 months of I love you’s and late-night conversations
Conversations about college and dogs and anything we could think of
Conversations about how many kids we...

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