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Reading In Darkness

You heard of me,
And you were curious,
About the magical,
Writing skills that I possess.

It gave you pleasure to think,
That you could be,
Just like the swanky poets,
Who are always following me.

You let me seduce you,
With my charming rhymes,
And destroy your morality.

I didn’t have to touch you,
To get inside your head.
I’m already everybody’s idol,
And soon, you’ll also be,
Another grateful dead.

By: ElRoy © 2017

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

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