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Roxanne Pepin Aug 2010
If anyone knew the real secret to life,
They’re gone now,
Happiness isn’t all it takes.
But what would you do with the secret?
Live?
Just as you are doing now?
I think I’d rather stay oblivious.
That way, if I get in trouble,
For “messing up” my life,
… or so they would say,
I wouldn’t be blamed for ignorance,
wouldn’t be blamed for knowing what to do,
and not doing it the right way.
Because hey, if I didn’t know in the first place,
I’d be perfectly content living and not knowing.
But wait.. what if happiness is the secret…
and I just choose to ignore the fact that I do know it.
Does that make me ignorant?
*All well…
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
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Roxanne Pepin Aug 2010
To whom does the blame fall upon,
If not myself?
Who do I hold responsible from now on,
For the crumbling of the world?
Who do I condem,
Who do I accuse?
In this formality it should be you.
Your aloofness and your charm
Make me want to blame no one but myself.
Though I know you're culpable.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Roxanne Pepin Aug 2010
Suffice
Concise
Percise
Anything that rhymes with rice.
Not nice
You're cold as ice.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Roxanne Pepin Aug 2010
Why don't I just give you the silent treatment,
Or spill my guts with these words,
Building up in my head.
While my nose runs,
And my eyes drip,
I swear, I'm not crying.
It's all the after math of a sneeze.
To each his own,
Or lean on me?
How could I when you're so crabby?
After all, you'd probably just tell me
To leave you alone,
Solitude your only virtue.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Roxanne Pepin Aug 2010
Instead of making the worst of everything,
Pay attention to what is really going on.
Don't just assume everyone is in as bad of a mood
As you. Some people are happy with their lives,
Maybe you should try.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Roxanne Pepin Jul 2010
Bring
All you can,
Never
Knowing what

You don't.
Over thinking,
Under consideration. an exact
Replica of what

Transgressed.
Hounding her soul
Overtly.
Under influences, you couldn't
Gather your words.
Heroics you
Thought necessary, what a
S**hame.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Roxanne Pepin Jul 2010
Your sacramental slant;
Surrender to pleasure,
The oblique and understated; love.
You kind of should begin,
Our nerve end's hesitation,
Blue hesitation, resonant,
Where I couldn't miss
Surrender to pleasure,
Ship-wrecked
Understated
Under-rated
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Blackout Poetry
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