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Georgie Mar 2020
We lock eyes across the bar
Hit pool ***** with sticks
Clink glasses filled with drinks
And dance badly to songs on the jukebox

We buy shots with our friends
Gossip on the stairs
Hug when the night ends

The student soundtrack to our love story
Went to a writing group, wrote this
Carlo C Gomez Mar 2020
Tell me your secrets
unofficially
surreptitiously
on the quiet

whisper the unknown
off the record
behind closed doors
on the sly

between you and me
in camera
sub rosa
entre nous

let me be your one and only
D A W N Feb 2020
did you visit me out of sympathy
or were you there just for the sake of  the gossip
because your words don't match your actions
when you asked me about my well being
but you looked at me
like i was too dangerous to be kept alive
im done putting up a facade fr i dont even know the difference between being plastic and having manners at this point but my family is just too two-faced, too shallow sometimes i wish i had their mindset only then id understand but **** a ***** dumb. ***** is me
Carlo C Gomez Feb 2020
All the talk behind your back
Is about just that
Once again
You've been framed
Too late now
Your secret is out
Kelly Jan 2020
My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend
My ex boyfriends found a man
My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend
Who hates me, though he’s never met me
At least that’s what I think
He’ll never be what I am
Or do what I can
My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend now
He got himself a man

I get it, I got it
Nope, I understand
My ex boyfriend went and got himself a man

So we move on
Simultaneously
We’ve each found someone new
And he’ll do all things he couldn’t do

As for me

Whatsername and You-Know-Who
I was the chill chick you could kick with
And you made a big deal out of me
For a good minute
But you went back to the strip back to the chicks
With the fake **** that are just as big as mine
You could’ve had me the whole time
I was the real deal, head to toe, Inside out
And I’m furious like .. *******
But I still wonder where we could be, right now
And part of me would probably take you back
Somehow

My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend
My ex boyfriends found a man
He’ll never be what I am
Or do what I can
My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend now
He got himself a man

As for me

We were strangers headed to rush hour with an hour layover
Complaining about the wait
We bonded realizing we are around the same age
I only got your name off the plate on your necklace
Mackayla
We sat together on the arriving train
You told me about things in your life I had no idea about
Names and places and daily dilemmas and I related right back
You got off 3 stops before mine
When you departed a man and woman sat in the aisle next to ours
And it put me through deja vu because they’re both going through
What we just went through
Strangers at first who converse and relate
He was talking to her about how he likes to meditate
I found this strange
Especially when he told the woman how it was nice to meet and chat
Because life is no longer like that

My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend
My ex boyfriends found a man
He’ll never be what I am
Or do what I can
My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend now
He got himself a man

As for me

I’m sitting in the plaza one day
On top of the leveled wall
Enjoying the september weather
Checking some messages while waiting on a call
I adjusted my hair, then this man makes his way over
To me from way over there
I had caught him staring at me a few times
But tried not to look him in the eye
He sits right next to me
Thigh-to-thigh
And everyone around us is also a guy
Minding their own business, totally oblivious
Reading the paper, or scrolling their phones
And I just wanted to be left alone
Right across from my own home

My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend
My ex boyfriends found a man
My ex boyfriends got a boyfriend
Who hates me, though he’s never met me
At least that’s what I think
He’ll never be what I am
Or do what I can
My best friend got himself a husband now
He got himself a man
(C) 2017 Kelly Mcaulley
I’ve gone from the bottom to the top,
I know every little thing.
His hitlist and his hotlist,
I had every little thing.

From the bottom, yeah I got a few ***** things.
His mom had died.
His daddy cried.
His life just ain’t the best.

Top, I got a lot.
A lot like what?
Her fifteen different boyfriends,
And his boy bathroom ****.

Real stories?
I don’t know.
It’s all I’m ever fed!
Just come to me for info on your rival’s boyfriend.

Tell me all,
I need some tea.
I’ll spread the word.
Better be nasty.
For: Alistair Cadger
M Dec 2019
You **** me off,
you ****** *****,
You moan, put down and gossip.

You're negative,
repetitive
and your attitude is caustic.

A coincidence
you're stupid, too?
Somehow I think not.

Insecurity
and a low IQ
are the building blocks you've got.
Ron Gavalik Dec 2019
You have more power
than you realize
The problem is
you're more worried
about gossip
and hatred of neighbors
Therefore you stay apart
and never come together
That power is lost

–Ron Gavalik
F A Pacelli Sep 2019
everything you do 
(and don't do) 
will be interpreted 
by your peers 
for better or worse 
whether true or false
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