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Looks I was given, words received
Sunk in deep
I felt as much use as a chocolate teapot
As resilient as a glass hammer
Looking much like a dogs dinner
As fragrant as a refuse truck.
Insightful as a blind guide dog
Buoyant as a lead balloon
I sank deep

My bounce lost,
like a concrete trampoline
Lost my grip
like a fumbling toothless vampire bat
Feeling as welcome
as a fur coat worn
In a vegan cafe.

Now resurfacing
I know that there's no use
in contriving to feel bad.
I'm going to either
line my chocolate teapot
to make it work
or savour every bite of it!
I'm creating a Lego alter-ego
Called Scarlet.
Her skin is flawless
Her face a fixed fierce determined smile
Her drawn on ******* will never sag
And she never has a hair out of place.

She has a pet monkey by her side
Poached from my brothers 1989 pirate set
After she duelled with Pegleg Pete
And made him walk the plastic plank.

She has lego lovers in high places
Batman has given her the code to his 6860 set batcave
And the white Knight from castle set 70404
Has lent her his trusty steed
And he drank from her cup.

She is fearless and has an interchangeable
Wipe clean wardrobe
She can be whatever she wants
She is **** yet robust
When placed on a high shelf
She may gather dust
But she is always ready
For fun and adventure
And she will never age or rust.
Whereafter dost thou reasoning come from?
Fornever now, it seems
Thou refuseth to cease misinterpretainting
Creating inconsistencies
Contaminatrix of the truth
Unrelating just enough of the tale
To disemvowel and fractionalize reality
Circumstating confusion with the twisting of words
So as to use the truth as a weapon of dysfunction
Funding the wages of thine own endeavastaions
With the tears and sufferustrations of innocents
Transmortifying truths into lies
Not so simple decapitalizations
Of actualities transpawned into vague factsimilarities
Swaying favor to thy manipulatory malpractices
If only for a spell in thy momentioning selfascism
Never quite learning thy lessoning
But so violently hypocritiquing those bestowing the same unto thee
In the idiodicies of constantly evapartaking in the twisting of words
Thou hast fashioned thyself into thy greatest falsity
And that is the complete truth thou shalt never fully receive
I have been turning this idea over for a spell now. I may not have done it quite so as some authors of past have before, but I felt that the creating and twisting of words in this instance brings more understanding to the madness and selfish motivation some people feel when twisting the truth into a half truth, which ultimately evolves the truth into lies, so as to use it to sway favor or assist in their personal gain in whatever way they are doing so. It is one thing that I still see being done to myself and so many others by people who do not realize that by enlisting the use of half truths, they have become nothing but a lie themselves, which eventually they alone will continue to believe, and most will not even entertain the idea of this when confronted with it unless doing so with more lies, unless it is done to them as they do to others. That is usually the only time they insist that it is quite a wrong and dishonorable thing to do to someone, which fully demonstrates the definitions of both hypocrisy and self deception, in my opinion. I have used the twisting and creating of words in a positive way to support and emphasize what I see as the whole truth, instead of in a negative way merely to create a half truthful lie as so many seem to do. Hopefully I have succeeded.
Slowly circling chains

forged with deceit,

hammered out with contempt

are fitted for us.

Freedom bleeds upon

the ground of history

The lifeblood of our nation

darkly pools

As we lay dying

Our choice will be

the chain or the sword

Let my blood bleed

Let me fall

As I will die free
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