
I once was yours
In that vain
Endless chores
Pouring rain.
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Hateful notions
Thrown at me
Lackluster devotion
In an empty sea.
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Promises given
But never delivered
Agendas hidden
Coldness shivered
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Heartless mental abuse
At your very hands
In my pain you’d amuse
Making other sticky plans.
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Inside was out
And outside in
Matriarchal clout
Cold ice within.
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You though you were clever
That I’d eternally chomp at the bit
Until I saw never, your forever
Then I wised up and quit.
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Less and less I look back
All the lessons have been learned
I greatly suffered from your lack
Someday, your karma will be returned…
-AAA 10/09/2024
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Good one my audacious Anthony
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For such simple and direct sentences, the meaning behind this piece truly cuts to the quick. Excellent skill in producing emotional carnage, it even left me a little sick at the end. Perhaps because it hit so close to my own reality?
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Thank you, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you sick. To cut to the quick I was married/engaged three women all were narcissists all were very selfish and gaslit the heck out of me. This poem was for them.
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