Most of my poetry is untitled. I have a large folder of it somewhere; as soon as I find it, I will upload more.
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Girl didn’t steal the paga
Just thought it a funny saga
Of Paga, Panthers and Men.
Girl didn’t help them steal
But gave in to RP appeal
Of Paga, Panthers and Men.
Girl never went near the drink
Neither did the Panthers, she thinks
Of Paga, Panthers and Men.
Girl sits and sighs
And considers her demise
From Paga, Panthers and Men.
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Starting over again
All that remains is searing pain
You promised never to leave
Oh, how those wicked words deceive.
My heart shattered and broken
Your love no more than a token
So easy to discard what we shared
I really thought you cared.
So worried about foolish pride
A jealous kajira took you for a ride
So wrapped up in what others think
You let happiness slip over the brink.
I wish you well
when you rot in hell
The lessons of loss and pain
are all that now remain
Death calls my name
The emptiness too familiar a refrain
I won’t forget what was the best
Even in my final rest.
