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Jul 2020
Thought I was meant for more
Than just a being
A parasite
Day by night
Writing,
Retreating
Some look away
Girl affront  
Truly receding
From thinking I’m only
Just slightly
Incapable
Of doing anything I
Could have dreamt above
But I was still tearing up
Just before
Thinking of
How the time wastes
And I haven’t seen
You in love
I was just waiting for you
In replacement
But having found none of her
Left to erase me
In even friends
We were men
Having to end
Laughing, tracking back,
To the past
Still eating discipline
I was discovering
Sickness in history
And resurrecting
My savagest mystery
In its abysses
The lefty swipe
Righty shift
Back to inquisitive
Balance in emptiness
Mark my words stated
The Sisters of Fate  
Bow before me
Created
And haven’t yet sated
My passion for words
Just wish someone else heard them
In lessons I’ve learned
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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