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I Know Your Type

What annoys me the most,
About your mannerisms,
Is what I detest the most about myself.
So why do I persist,
In punishing you for my past?

It’s not your fault,
That you’re only human too!
I wish I could forgive myself,
That way,
I would also pardon you.

But I’m afraid that’ll never happen,
So I’m stuck with my prejudices,
And the prospect of profiling,
Anybody that reminds me,
Just a little bit of you.

By: ElRoy © 2019

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A Poet's Diary - I See Life, Through My Rose Coloured Lenses.

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