i loved a girl once never told her was too afraid of how i felt, and i knew i would be rejected for she was with someone else; but i could not hold back my fear of these emotions drove her away with my anger because i am good at driving wedges between myself and others sometimes without meaning to all my life i was taught it was wrong even my mother once said, "you better not be a lesbian" as if it were some choice i would make simply wake up one day and decide that i wanted
I emboldened the secret
agent's scratch mark on
a bus corner wall by adding
two self swallowing profiles
of pestiferous ramifications
while loitering almost continuously
timing his visits and departures
with phlegm on my shoulders,
arms, shoe towards. He
Burdened with excellence,
You live in luxury.
Where are you from for having risked so little
And obtained so much? Nothing bothers you
And all are envious.
Your status and reputation
Are your best assets.
Perceived as a king,
But despised in silence. Did you think you’d win against me?
Life has pampered you
Whereas it has tortured me. At the top of your tower,
You’re waiting for me, certain of your victory.
I’m coming with my army of men
Who, in olden days, worsh
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