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Waxing Poetic
By Veronica Sawyer
Seduced by bad boy eyes,
I'm divided and conquered.
Justice is his disguise.
He can't keep me any longer.
A dark trenchcoat beckons.
My mind changed in seconds.
I can't turn back.
The angst has gone from gray to black.
Strength's all I have,
And I'm running a fine line at that.
Reason disappears.
I'm swept up in killer romance.
Grinding at the gears,
A victim of heated moments.
I walk with him the same path.
I bathe in blood, the same bath.
I can't let him win.
But I can't fight the enemy within.
It's my worst sin
That I ever let this chaos begin.
--Mary C. Paul
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Waxing Poetic Justice
By J.D.
Courting godly highs,
The extreme way gets me higher.
Everybody dies,
But some of us die liars.
Write youself a note, dear.
I'll read what you wrote here.
You've had enough.
Living your life was just too much.
It's just so tough.
No one thought you had it that rough.
Chaos reigns supreme.
Restraint will get you nowhere.
Enter the extreme,
If you have the strength to go there.
All is well that ends well.
We're all dead, this is hell.
It's only fate.
People get back what they create.
Chaos is great.
Nothing can stop me, because it's too late.
--Mary C. Paul
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