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A silently still swan Mistaken for, and mistaking itself Among simulacrum statues Have i overused or underused that term Other than i broke that mold?

I'm comfortable in my mid 30s But I pity the young folk I've been in your shoes In these situations once But these are different times

Don't be jealous of me Playing forbidden fruit It looks effortless and easy Treating her like one of the guys But you haven't learned the hard way yet

She may be a flirt like me Without intention of leading on But there's no mistaking Let's hang on to the magic a little longer Without shitting where we eat

A silently still swan Mistaken for, and mistaking itself Among simulacrum statues Have i overused or underused that term Other than i broke that mold? I'm comfortable in my mid 30s But I pity the young folk I've been in your shoes In these situations once But these are different times Don't be jealous of me Playing forbidden fruit It looks effortless and easy Treating her like one of the guys But you haven't learned the hard way yet She may be a flirt like me Without intention of leading on But there's no mistaking Let's hang on to the magic a little longer Without shitting where we eat

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[–] [deleted] • 0 pt

I have shat where I ate, And the harvest was bitter.

Even when I saw what I was doing wrong, I didn't want to be seen as a quitter.

Ego is the enemy, But also my best friend.

I wonder what must be done to bring suffering to an end.

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Gnice. Is that yours?

[–] [deleted] • 1 pt

Yeah! I was feeling poetic last night so I posted a poem on theosopiumden and started looking around for other poets and came across this post.