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Category Archives: Villanelle
Dreams Too Real
Many hidden meanings does this conceal I’m running, I’m running, I’m running away Dreams are hard to believe they are surreal A large table setup with a grand meal, With a man in the middle made of clay. Many hidden … Continue reading
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You are the Villain
So uninspired by your hurtful, hateful ways, Talking with no tact to all you come to know. When all we were looking for was some small praise.Sometimes you hide your remarks in a deep maze, Knowing full well the hurtful … Continue reading →