Monday, December 29, 2025

Trapped

 I’ve known forever

That it’s over

But I’m like crimson and clover

Over and over 


Is this ground hogs day?

Same same same 

Drivel flows from the port

Of lies 

It looks mysteriously

Like your mouth


Take this boat of deception 

Cause I’m done drowning in it

This web you weave is transparent

And I’m done with your trap.


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