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reach a hand out, that is unknown to me.
and falling for lies, now that's the reality.
i don't make mistakes,
yet sometimes i try—
these fakers who see me,
wish i'd be their royalty
don't give me that sass
hon, i've heard it before
when you left all your feelings
and walked through the door
yeah, i know it ain't true
you and your act done flew
go on—ain't there any more?
nah, those knees on the floor
my compassionate lover
you screwed me right over
now i'm sitting upright
and you're the sly sight
yeah, our hand holding's unknown to me.
but your lies—now, that's the reality.
i don't make mistakes
and i chose not to try
you're a faker you see
and the royalty's me
goodbye.
— m.y.
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Cryptomnesia | a 2022 collection of poetry written by Morigan Young
PoetryA simple collection of poetry curated by moi. Derived by the depths of my Poetizer account. Written from the heart, polished by the soul. That being said, please, read and enjoy! - "The writer has such a unique and creative way of putting their inne...
