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Vitriol
Using women like crutches helping you climb the stairs.
10 at a time; such a multitude of affairs.
Whinging and sooking about a broken heart.
What a con man. Lying is your art.
Venom drips from my lips and yet I should care.
A dear friend but in my life you wouldn't fare.
Having your heart broken is a blessing.
I don't remember what it's like when a woman is undressing.
My shoes are ragged and yet you think I should keep going?
So please, stop complaining like you're all fucking knowing.
You will never know. You will never be.
The lonely, small man known as me.
© Swiftonic Poetry
10 at a time; such a multitude of affairs.
Whinging and sooking about a broken heart.
What a con man. Lying is your art.
Venom drips from my lips and yet I should care.
A dear friend but in my life you wouldn't fare.
Having your heart broken is a blessing.
I don't remember what it's like when a woman is undressing.
My shoes are ragged and yet you think I should keep going?
So please, stop complaining like you're all fucking knowing.
You will never know. You will never be.
The lonely, small man known as me.
© Swiftonic Poetry
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