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Picture perfect thoughts of you
A memory, a portrait
An image conjured, photographed
Had I scanned or simply forged it?

A drawing, sketched on paper
Fantasy or make believe?
Your image there before my eyes
But, have I been deceived?

Standing in a line up
Would I remember, would I lie?
Your mind plays tricks, confuses you
Makes up false alibis.

The clouds, the dust, the wind that blows
Fills the air with dreams
We hang on to those images
Of what things were, or seemed.  

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You’re saying that you’re sorry
But I don’t believe you
Why keep repeating?
Think I never knew?

The cheating and the lying
The late night calls
Emails and  texts
So  tired of it all.

Begging and pleading
More of your lies
Not going to listen
Not going to try.

The same sad story
Told time and again
We’re done, it’s over
I need this to end.

Pack up your things
Get out, don’t come back
I’m changing my number
I’m changing the lock.

Don’t  even try
Try twisting my arm
Don’t waste your breath
Your smile or your charm.

I need you to go
Don’t ever come back
The door will be closed
The door will be locked.

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Out for the bounty
Since the day we first met
Fill up your pockets
Take all you can get.

A false sense of trust
The pattern, the weave
You’ll take what you want
You’re seething with greed.

You’ll smile and you’ll grin
You’ve done this before
There won’t be enough
You’ll always want more.

Selfish ambition
Your motive, your goal
You’re looking for treasure
The silver, the gold.

A shiny new toy
Will soon catch your eye
You won’t think twice
Before saying…. goodbye.

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Bat shit crazy
Over the top
I begged and I pleaded
But,  you wouldn’t stop.

Looking for trouble
Picking a fight
The incessant probing
The need to be right.

Seeking attention
The center spotlight
Constant assurance
Never forthright.

A hidden agenda
Your menacing greed
You’ll do anything
To get what you need.

Under the bus
Straight into hell
I found myself
I tripped and I fell.

The smile on your face
That scathing grin
At any cost
You plan to win.

Bat shit crazy
Over the top
I can beg,  I can plead
But, you’ll never stop.

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Rain on the window
Dark clouds in the sky
Flowers are dancing
The weeds will comply.

Snails heading for cover
Birds in their nests
Squirrels in the trees
It’s as good, as it gets.

Raindrops and dewdrops
Converge on the leaves
A  soothing sweet nectar
For flowers and bees.

Rain boots and raincoats
Umbrellas in hand
A walk through the garden
We stroll hand in hand.

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I stood near the dumpster
The trash was piled real high
There under a blanket
I could see those sad blue eyes.

They were fixed and they were open
Couldn’t help, but start to cry
His hair was long and matted
It fell across his eyes.

Nervously got out my phone
I quickly called …911

Couldn’t wait, wanted to leave
I had the urge to run.

The local sheriff , first to arrive

Lights flashing red and white

The body was as cold as ice

Musta been there overnight.

“What do we have here?” , he casually said,
“Looks like this boy is gone
Yep, I’m afraid that he is dead

Guess something had gone wrong.

No hint of true emotion

He called on his radio

“Send the wagon , when you can

This boy’s ready to go.”

He asked me for my number
Took my name and my address
Said, that he would be in touch
Once they cleaned up this mess.

The Medical Examiner
Arrived, was on the scene
Forensics and detectives
The entire forensic’s team.

Before a crowd had gathered
I was chilled down to the bone
I walked away , all by myself
I was anxious to get home.

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Don’t you dare come back for me
You left, you’ve been long gone
Nothing you could ever do
Could fix what you did wrong.

I’ll never let you in…don’t try
There’s a deadbolt on my door
A barricade built ten feet high
Gotta know… what it’s there for.

Don’t think… you can just turn around
Come  back this way again
I’ve gotten over losing you
You’re the same as you were then.

Too many tears, too many lies
I’ve heard it all before
I wasted so much time with you
Won’t do that anymore.

A broken heart that’s torn apart
Mends  slowly over time
You let too many years go by
I nearly lost my mind.

So, don’t you dare come back for me
I’ve got a deadbolt on my door
Built a wall that’s nearly ten feet tall
You gotta know… just what it’s for.

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Out on the streets
Part of the crowd
The shouting, the threats
The noise is so loud!

Bullet proof vests
Helmets and clubs
Smoke bombs and pellets
They’re calling us, “thugs”.

Carrying flags
Carrying signs
Marching for justice
Standing in line.

Police spraying gas
Random, unhinged
Can’t stop the conflict
The panic begins.

The right to assemble
To protest and gather
To speak out for justice
Has brought us together.

The loss of life
The dirt on their sleeves
They stood there and watched
When George could not breathe.

Protect and Serve
Not kill and destroy
Unarmed black men
And defenseless young boys.

We march for justice

It’s crystal clear

The time for change

Has come……it’s here.

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Split down…the middle line
Can’t ….make up your mind

Too late….to turn around
Don’t dare….don’t make a sound.

Frantic…to find a way
Somehow…you slipped away

Once more….now just friends.
Can’t go….go back again.

Slipped through….the rabbit hole
No coat….you’re feeling cold

Looking…..for what you lost
A story left untold.

Careful….don’t say a word
Your voice…..may still be heard

Echoes….bounce off the wall
Don’t trip….you just  might fall.

Split down….the middle line
Couldn’t….make up your mind

Too late….to turn around
Don’t dare….don’t make a sound.

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I waited for you
To make up your mind
I waited for you
For such a long time.

There in the wings
Ignored, pushed aside|
I waited around
While  you cheated and  lied.

You led me on
Pushed me to the edge
Begged me to jump , You said,  “Baby please ,
Jump from the ledge”.

I should’a  known
Where this would lead
You stood over me|
And, watched me bleed.

The sound of the gun
The needle, the ink
No second thoughts
No time to think.

The sting and the fire
Burned thru my skin
I felt the pain
Again and again.

Can’t wipe it away
No I can’t forget
It’s there to stay
The pain and regret.

Your name in ink
A banner….  a shield
No way you could know
Just how I feel.

One last tattoo, baby
A memory of you, baby
Just one last tattoo
To remind me ….

One last tattoo.

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