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She's been a
lady in waiting

great expectations
          and
delivered treasure
     glistens
     glows
fills a void
she never knew

Man becoming
Happy birthday my first boy
Only empty shells
     on either side of the Formica

gracing the stool
     you stoop
a level lower

Bottom of the barrel
     The bottle
           The banal

I rose above the facade of romance
      clinging to the stale smoke residue

True
I've moved on from your carelessness. Your lies. Your insidious invasion.
you
don't have to see things my way
but*
I will never see them yours
"I stood in the doorway
half into the room waiting there
for something more than
what I've known before
She said that the girl you came to see
is now the girl I used to be
She doesn't live here any more
so won't you close the door"

Strangers...definitely
and your fingers play my rhythm still
a rip off from my days of youth
middle
ages
or maybe less
half gone
under duress
I take back
only what's stolen from me
Love
Time
Identity
eternity will never claim my truth, life, integrity
sweet angel
oh how you've grown
the stars in your eyes remind me
that beauty still lives in this world
happy birthday angel of mine
a daily occurrence
like breathing
love
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