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No delusions. (Free verse) by darby pyn
sweat sugar and let me taste your pores. get drunk and smoke be my
favorite mistake. be a photograph disguised as a bookmark. be a question
I never answer. we never lied after sex connected in the shower with
the radio screaming , sharing a cigarette on the balcony
starring at nothing in silence. talk is cheap. we were all about action,
and satisfaction. no regrets. in social circles we hid like
thieves. stealing are moments behind the trees.
in a forest of rumors we heard them all then watched
them fade like leaves in fall.. under the radar below the chin
when he was gone I came right in. I felt cold that I didnât care.
karma is eternal. just a heartache away. in his bed, inside his wife.
I can feel his steel, his stare a knife. but he never knew your
secret life. I am the other man. a whisper a glance. you
like the excitement too much to advance. it will never last.
I knew it all along. no delusions, no regrets.
no feelings. no respect.
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