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Tiffany Cupp Poem
In believing you have misconstrued what this was and what was meant for you and the part you've played in the time you've stayed..
The hunter became the huntress the prey seized the day .. It is i who is Ase' ( ah-shay)
A ceremonial reservation of self preservation
Discussions to be had in the conclave
The only acceptable place for an obsessive recollection, for finality and reflection..
Im seeking out and searching for the proprietor of this here haberdashery
a liaison between him and me my most trusted advisor, its clarity i seek' this is when he said to me..
This optical illusion created in seclusion is faded memories, imagery to not ever be seen , an impenetrable defense utilizing my naivety generating his purpose to deceive and without the key he'll never let you see past who hes pretending to be..
This spoken word such absurdity
triumphant deception dilutes obsession
precise execution a martyr for seclusion
While i have your attention let me mention
we have two ears and 1 mouth and the space between, what do you suppose the space is for ? Its not a trick question I've asked before
Me.. The original demean queen ..
Have my words become to caviar for you cerebrally then sensor me , A Webster's freak , squad geek don’t rebuttal your breath reeks
If i offend im reaching thee , two is company
and threes a crowd, how devout ? if ever have you been to me, finally breaking free' constant hide and seek , in judgement bring your judgement accurately , judge me accordingly.
lyrically, subliminally, cunningly without reprieve I’ve set the bar so high you'll never reach i wasn’t sent to preach but sent to teach, you'll gain wisdom from me if your listening, no no not Google , A dictionary ! for originality
A formal retraction of covenant, a paper statement a circumvent is warranted for a easy way out, who knew? No doubt.!!.
ha your glimmering from across the room.. Was that to soon.? Ok ok I’m chilling..
HI my name is, lets say to save face call me slum villion ill take you higher be the secret you admire.
your desire
Destination unknown you've just had your mind blown by the words ive chosen to say in this game of word play, oh and by the way ive learned how to say what i need to say and now i don’t know what to do , any how those tiny shoes are a little cumbersome for you ...
Copyright © Tiffany Cupp | Year Posted 2021
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Tiffany Cupp Poem
Dear wild child society has conditioned us to believe what we hear not what we see, to stay hidden Never to seek ...the truth , a common misconception from redirection
its all propaganda believing in Santa
A radical belief there may soon be peace in the streets after the presidents meet discussing the future of our nations about the wall and where to place it to stop the invasion or so they say any way our foundation is a melting pot, we are one nation under God
Make the media stop, child do not watch the news, but if you choose to believe the tv and not listen to me prepare for a harsh reality everything they are mandated to report is only to distort to take us farther from the truth
Its just what they do so we'll have no clue what's really going on what’s really wrong
They must maintain control with the lies being told so no one will seek the truth
Under the thumb of the man we must take a stand even if that means Marshall law
So go ahead and tell us all , for those who trust in their riches shall surely fall
No longer suppressed ive chosen to address what’s really bothering me
To take a stand against the man free to be me
My opinion on Trump he is a chump let the lies he will spew land at the Pew to the ones dangling by a political string rather for status or fame the fact remains the only thing consistent is change sweet wild child promise not to conform when the world starts to reform stay true to you at all cost all gain no loss
Stay wild child go ahead and cut your hair 2nd guess everything stay woke and aware...
Copyright © Tiffany Cupp | Year Posted 2021
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