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Jun 2016
Evicted due to his past, for a time he was convicted
conceited were words spoken, as words repeated
Lost in the moment, this had come with a cost.
Now he walked out, one thought of why and how,
Spoken were words to a neighbour, a look now broken.
He motioned her with a nod seeing no emotion
The past was a moment his dreams now gashed
hollow thoughts his companion, this so hard to swallow.
perfect rhyme with a slant rhyme snuck in :) enjoy
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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