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HA HA!!!!,
YOU GOT CAUGHT
with your HANDS
in the COOKIE JAR!!!
you TRIED TO FLEE,
but you DIDN'T GET FAR!!!
You tried to
HIDE A
FULL BLOWN DECEPTION!!!,
Come out with it "NOW!!!"
OWN UP TO YOUR CONFESSION!!!
Hiding the EVIDENCE by
ACT OF CONCEALMENT,
Thinking YOU'RE GETTING BY
with ACCOMPLISHMENTS
or ACHIEVEMENTS
SCARED TO CONFESS,
AVOIDANCE of
EMBARRASSMENT!!!!
HOW MUCH DID THEY OFFER YOU???
HOW MUCH DO THEY OWE???
RECEIVING HUSH MONEY
WHILE YOU'RE ON THE GO
SO OUT WITH IT NOW!!!!
YOU DECEITFUL FOOL!!!!!,
TELL US THE TRUTH
YOU UNGRATEFUL TOOL!!!!!
IT'S WRITTEN ON YOUR FACE,
SO, JUST COME CLEAN,
YOUR COVER
HAS BEEN BLOWN,
LET'S NOT CAUSE
A BIG SCENE!!!!!


B.R.
Date: 11/4/2023
Yenson Jun 2021
Let's face it
its more ******* warfare
culturally they are used to faking it
as thimbles and chipolatas in ninety seconds
do not reach first base much less seeing stars on cloud nine
hence they woke and fake the reality they chose be it feel or fright
in woke solidarity against frustrations they cloned their made-up foe
what better than sturdy shining Mandingo loaded and *******
there for the having to your heart's content
presented to you the untamed beast
the wild moor tooled hot and ready
raw animalistic unfettered passion
rock hard we can name him Rocky
that goer that delivers every time
the one that is all your men aren't
and can never be cause he's gifted
sleek like dolphin in rhythmic glide
tasty like fresh clean mushroom
Arabian stallion if ever there's one
with absolute pedigree and class
take a break from the mediocre
from the wham bangs no can dos
from the floppy quick-draws saps
imagine the dark horse with the most
in smooth soft pink leathery velvet
tis your secret your guilty pleasure
tis the obsession you made into a war
the fantasy that plays in your heads
tis behind fervours that haunts you
that you so well disguise in hatred
telling metaphors slip out Freud
hold him down, grind him hard
wear him out, let's wreck him so
the sado masochistic 'punishing him'
give him a hard time, it all says a lot
you twist innocent sentences into
****** innuendos and innocent actions
are falsely given ****** meanings
as morn noon and night you toil
you troll and agitate for attention
yes you twist turn  bite and nibble
in Freudian throes you talk love
you glaze unrequited love relentlessly
you close your eyes and dream sweet pain
yeah! get real, its no psyche warfare
its a flutters obsession, it's the classic '
"The lady doth protest too much, methinks."
its how you float your boats and and get yer thrills
you better face it you're all addicted
It's an ******* War-fare and you all know so.....
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Not an open book when it comes to honesty and feelings,
Judgement and rejection are my fears,
Although, I’d rather be rejected than to be judged.
Nothing more I want than to come clean, break the chains that I keep over my shattered heart, just let everything out.
But unfortunately, it’s not that easy.
People that can be your future will always pay the price for people in the past and that’s not fair.
Alex Miller Sep 2020
Mask on my face protects me.
Hides me.
Binds me.

Help me to pretend.
Puting on a smile
Dont put me on trial.
You wont win this game.

My mask is a cover,
A slip,
A shield.

Its protects me,
It helps me.

Let me go about my day.
Let me on my way.
This isnt your issue.
Dont get a tissue.
I was born this way.

Hide away.
Feeling,
Truth,
Lies,
Numb,

Push it away till it is no more.
This mask is my safety net
Carlo C Gomez Mar 2020
Shell casings strewn
On a rooftop
A grassy knoll
An underground garage
This is what ensues
When you hate the man
In front of you in line
And he happens
To step into Texas
If transparent
a token
promiscuous now
in freefall
and spy
of equanimity
though treason
nigh fortuity
with desire
hone awhile
storm is
lust and
inherently strife
that renegade
spliff come
this ring
of fire.
Investigation  is apparanent
Journey of Days Apr 2017
tracing back to the exact moment when
clothed in cobwebs that shone like gold
you stepped out
in your metal tips boots with a stiletto heel
and spruiked your special brand of *******
demanding fidelity or risk holy coercion

that moment, that was it
the genesis
of fake

tongue dripping with honied venom
in hand your resume, a history spattered with muck
hidden in the fine print and finished with a high legal gloss
and they fell at your feet
dulled by the cloy of perfume
used to cover up the rot

that moment, that was it
the genesis
of fake


@journeyofdays
Journey of Days Apr 2017
from your perch, the throne of bones and rubble
your prized real estate
scraped up from the wreckage of failed relationships
and immoral battles you have waged

from that height, sitting on your throne of bones and rubble
do you deign to think of those slaughtered
through your witless actions
and opportunistic smiles

is the view worth it?
does the stench reach your refined nose?
do the maggots tickle your toes?

bones and rubble have a memory
they tell stories
even if the colour consultant you hired
has done such a wonderful job redecorating
your false stories

@journeyofdays
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