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And I know that that man is the modern day Atlas. He is deceiving and deceives also himself. Why yes.
Opened my box, unlike Pandora my hope fled with his- ten toes down so much like the sins she so fled.
And that man would say he's damned on earth, looming and lost so he wailed. Hiding from imps and sins I saw that to perfect. He'd consume me it's solved in these words, a mystery such is such I bare my hands in defeat. I am lost in this, it hones me u can see that I won't hold this being.
He knows he has ruined me it lies written in the hands of fate. So weak he'd subtly to admit it. Pity reeks off these words as I jot unsure words I know to be used against me in the court of his law. This love interest of mine strings me along to feed his selfish desires to ward off another. Twenty one at that- ruining me in his quest of love, trust and self forgiveness. I don't think I'll love another like such. As if the snake to Eve I consumed the noose bound to send us to our doom. Like Adam and his lease- tell me how can this be? How can I not feel used?
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POETY: A COMPILATION
PoetryHealing through the pen. Growing through the pen. Spiralling through the pen. Acceptance through the pen. Forgiving through the pen.
