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Nov 2013
Satisfy your shallow heart
In desperate and selfish chases
Shy away your many faces
In lonely and hopeless places

Bittersweet superficial king
Of everything, hide your heart away
Draw the blinds over me and say
‘I know I’m right anyway
My way is the only way.’

I laugh at how serious you get
It’s hard to lose love and not fret
But you can’t play them anyway

So how can you sit there and say
While the discarded remnants
Your self-absorbed soul waste away
‘I’ll soon find my own way.’
Culpoetry
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