Watch me grow
As I go
Watch me flow
The current of reason
Denial is so last season
You’re down the landslide
I can’t be by your side
It’s where my love died
The moment you told lies
You’re not mysterious
You are a landslide
A soul without conscience
Dead end roads on a fault line
Using your sickness to capsize
Maybe a standup guy by sunrise
Then again, this is real life
And you’ve got that on standby
Or maybe it best if you just drink a load of cyanide
I came, I seen, I saw you fall
With the landslide
I can’t be by your side
That’s where my love died
The moment your eyes lied
You were disqualified
You’re not mysterious
Monsters are easily identified
You’re just a living carcass
No matter, no fuss!
© Delia Ross. 2019
Your creative and comical comments to the pics fit your write well…
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Oh goodie. Because I’ve got so much more sarcastic bitch in me.
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I meant to say thank you. I was having moment. I bleed in real life. 😊
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I thought we all did, or at least those of us who wear our heart on our sleeve. : ) Still, It was funny! Worry not. and you’re most welcome.
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Now he’s going to pretend that all those poems he wrote about me aren’t really about me or that he never really had feelings. Well he might be correct on the latter.
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Typically I would say, “they” only deny such things to be injurious to us because their childish ego is in charge and like to manipulate us.
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