That, Which Isn't True

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

taken from my book, "Beyond Free"

That, Which Isn't True


You confront me with the lies you give me

As if I don't matter enough to be told the truth to

So let me cut off your head from your neck

I'm all about loving the hole in your neck

Let me chop off your head and love you

Don't run away from me, I need you

I need your tender loving touch

That I would only get from you

Don't tell me "goodbye"

Don't shut me out of your life

I want you to be mine

Bleeding to death, for no good reason

You're thee only one that I wanna chop up

Love me to tears

It's you, who I love

But you don't care

So where can I turn to

When there's still love I gotta give you?

Sometimes I don't understand what's the matter with you

Why do you gotta leave me hanging off a cliff?

Dangling here?

You're thee only one who can save me

But you won't

So your carcass is mine

After I slit your throat

Then the real loving can begin

And we can be together forever

Can't you see?

It's you I need to be with

In any way possible

And since thee only way

Is by you being dead first

Here goes nothing!

Hold still now


10-14-'21 #3

D. L. Cannon

Submitted: October 17, 2021

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Mon, October 18th, 2021 7:19am


Dude, you are the first comment in a LONG time! Thanks!

Wed, October 20th, 2021 9:54am

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