divide your expectation
sort it out humanely
the process of elimination
this is all philanthropy.
you and I
wrong or right
are alike
just not in the ways you can see.
the difference is
you repress
and I digress,
and I don't mind remaining
to be what you claim.
so what's different this time?
all the strings flay
I take pleasure in the penalty,
when only one of us walks away.
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Author:
𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: life has been testing my patience today
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