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False Prophet

Late night,
Alcohol aids the blind.

Uncomfortable in your skin,
Because its dull, retracted.

Doesn't fit right,
Two sizes too small.

Procrastination,
Your strife , only yours too own.

Scaling borrowed ground,
You judge but your colors are not clear,
A Chameleon.

You have a stolen chance,
A meal ticket.

Immaturity was willing to gamble.

You can stop writing,
repetitive words,
About being a victim.

Stale words,
Hidden but purposefully available,
Fall on deaf ears.

Wrong choice,
But no request of forgiveness
Only projected blame.

Unable to create a life without another,
But willing to do so.

Selfishness not kindness,
Rules this mistake.

Abandoned?...... No
In reality,
A stranger.
A donator.

Plea's for a decision made,
Because it was... Your choice.

Statements of independence,
yet all the while a taker.

Jealousy feeds your monster
And it is hungry

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