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Micrography-Mike D
Poems
Jan 2019
Farewell
Let’s talk about my
intuition
Talk about a brain that swells
I saw it coming to
fruition
Easily for you I fell
Suspicions
were a friend to you
Made me your
toy
;
I would not tell
My nightmares and my dreams came true
Sequestered
in your
prison cell
Do all the ***** things you do
You’re Heaven and my private Hell
Just say
one thing
when I
come to
And no more hear the ringing bells
Those words, please tell me,
“I love you”
With earnestness, to me you sell
I don’t care if it isn’t true
You are my
fix
and
I’m not well
So
“dose”
me up;
I need to sooth
And fill this lost and empty shell
Drunk on your love; You are my *****
The cost of this I do not dwell
A
choice
I made yet
did not choose
You instantly had cast your spell
Too blind;
I did not see the ruse
An easy ‘mark’, no need to sell
Tried for a
stew
but made a
soup
The drifted parts will never gel
No question, for sure I’ve been duped
I clearly hear the banging
knell
Forever stuck within this loop
A never-ending carousel
You took my
soul
with
one fell swoop
I said
‘hello’
,
you said
‘farewell’
Written: January 7, 2019 (started) / January 24, 2019 (finished)
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[Iambic tetrameter format]
#intuition
#didnt
#wish
#it
#but
#fell
#victim
#guess
#oh
#well
Written by
Micrography-Mike D
48/M/Massachusetts
(48/M/Massachusetts)
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