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Con-artists are con-men
Artists they are
In relationships they are mixture of three traits
Psycopathy or sociopathy
Narcissism
Machiavellianism too
They only care for themselves
Not sorry for their actions
That hurt others
Avoid feelings of guilt
Blaming the victim
Justifying their actions
Such great people they are
They are artists with a con
It's for the peace of the spirit of the deceased
Con-artists may deride
For the peace of the spirit
I abide
CON-ARTISTS I write
Michael Sep 14
When you talk to me
Your words don’t touch my ears
What you said to me
I might as well not even hear

When you write to me
I see nothing but a blank page
Those words you wrote to me
Are words in which I can’t even engage

How can I know you
While you’re in that disguise?
What’s the point of you
When you say nothing but lies?

When you gaze at me
They’re just empty blank stares
That look you gave me
Nothing more than a mask you wear

How can I see you
When you can’t even look me in the eyes?
What’s even the point of you
When you say nothing but lies?

You can’t see no evil
Hear no evil
And speak no evil
When all you ever do is deceive

You can’t see no evil
Hear no evil
And speak no evil
If nothing about you can be believed

When you say you love me
What do you expect me to do?
I’d simply be hypocritical
If I said I love you too

So how can I love you
When your love is nothing I recognize?
What’s the point of you
When you say nothing but lies?
James Study Jul 20
Here is a song and poem of mine
I will play the tune for you
Also sing the words that rhyme
Lucky you are the one I do
Give valuable time and talent to
  
To be in love how lucky you be
For me the day a total loss
I share with you my love for me
I may never know the cost
I do forgive you the time lost
  
With you some would change places now
As you find with much regret
But I don't believe I know how
There is anyway you could forget
My compassion and humble mindset
gabersons Jul 12
Welcome
Home
*****
How was your trip?
Hope you had a good fall
Like at the grocery store when you fell on on your *** ****** broke your hip
It was especially good because we all
Saw. You. Slip
Wasn't that funny?
Welcome home hunny
Look at our garden
Gonna ****** shoot those bunnies
I gotta lot of plants and I love them all equally
More than my husband who I'm killing with indecency
I might always be this way but I found a cure cause recently
I've been smoking grass and taking oils to live peacefully
And argue to the death anyone who disagrees with me
Then share my good ideas and share my good ideas and share my good ideas and share my go--
or you blow your brains out from a lecture at an undetectable frequency
And if you point out anything like ******* you're just mean to me
I'll live off gin and Juice and little bits of meat and cheese
Jesus don't get me started on defunding the police
The blacks and injuns just don't know how to live since they've been freed
Have you seen their reservation? They're pathetic but the worst are all the chiefs
What else could you expect? let it be, It's just a fresian thing it's part of me
I love my family. Just written in a moment of frustration
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