Living in the forest<\/p>\n
imagining \u00a0that he<\/p>\n
has something ladies look upon<\/p>\n
as magic<\/p>\n
tragically<\/p>\n
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an arrogant narcissus<\/p>\n
conceited, as hell<\/p>\n
such bumptiousness<\/p>\n
and self consequence<\/p>\n
such vanity does spell<\/p>\n
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disaster for the feelings<\/p>\n
for the loving that he needs<\/p>\n
not one ounce of humility<\/p>\n
his humanity recedes<\/p>\n
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he knows not of another’s feelings<\/p>\n
he uses people, he<\/p>\n
loves himself like no one else<\/p>\n
that there can ever be<\/p>\n
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Shadows on \u00a0a sunlit path<\/p>\n
boldly follow where<\/p>\n
we walk perhaps<\/p>\n
we rest perhaps<\/p>\n
so \u00a0completely unaware<\/p>\n
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of their being<\/p>\n
they are nauseous<\/p>\n
rampantly they steal<\/p>\n
hearts and minds<\/p>\n
and bodies<\/p>\n
and then try to conceal<\/p>\n
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they lope<\/p>\n
the gait of \u00a0sullenness<\/p>\n
their spleen and gall<\/p>\n
on show<\/p>\n
such wrathfulness apparent<\/p>\n
so embittered<\/p>\n
with a fullness that will grow<\/p>\n
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petulant and stroppy<\/p>\n
tetchy even gruff<\/p>\n
spiteful and \u00a0malignant<\/p>\n
they take they break<\/p>\n
enough!\u00ac<\/p>\n
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I cannot bear to write this<\/p>\n
for what he did I feel<\/p>\n
he did it to someone whom, I love<\/p>\n
someone with such appeal<\/p>\n
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someone who has been hurt before<\/p>\n
a victim, in his eyes<\/p>\n
enclosed in his dark aura<\/p>\n
from within his loins<\/p>\n
the lies<\/p>\n
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they appeared and rose<\/p>\n
and \u00a0brutality<\/p>\n
was evidenced for she<\/p>\n
took his bile<\/p>\n
and it did rile<\/p>\n
so vile<\/p>\n
so terribly<\/p>\n
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a vanquished soul demands<\/p>\n
some hope<\/p>\n
but this dark shadowy sod<\/p>\n
only loves his own sad self<\/p>\n
he his inflated god<\/p>\n
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within himself imagines<\/p>\n
that she should bow and cry<\/p>\n
and give herself to him<\/p>\n
to do what he wishes<\/p>\n
and why<\/p>\n
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for he is the great shadow<\/p>\n
the dark one of the night<\/p>\n
the haughty loping shadow<\/p>\n
with the very nasty bite<\/p>\n
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he will startle<\/p>\n
he will bully<\/p>\n
unconsoling thats his gift<\/p>\n
to watch his victims writhe in pain<\/p>\n
and in their waters drift<\/p>\n
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the innocence was out there<\/p>\n
the virgin once saw fit<\/p>\n
to meet up with the shadow<\/p>\n
to share his bountiful wit<\/p>\n
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his vindictiveness<\/p>\n
exacted<\/p>\n
no retribution \u00a0comes<\/p>\n
one look from him<\/p>\n
reminds the heart<\/p>\n
his grimace<\/p>\n
how it numbs<\/p>\n
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a shadow in the forest<\/p>\n
a cottage in the dark<\/p>\n
memories flood back and forth<\/p>\n
and even sometimes park<\/p>\n
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in the conscious thus creating<\/p>\n
regret and hatred where<\/p>\n
once there was some chemistry<\/p>\n
but the egotist was there<\/p>\n
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was working in the background<\/p>\n
as a shadow in the mind<\/p>\n
mirroring the emotion<\/p>\n
hoping to unwind<\/p>\n
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the spring that caused the opening<\/p>\n
the realisation he<\/p>\n
could breach her inner core in fact<\/p>\n
and discard her wickedly<\/p>\n
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my heart bleeds with emotion<\/p>\n
and revulsion for the act<\/p>\n
to send her to the clinic<\/p>\n
how could she react<\/p>\n
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what was unforgivable<\/p>\n
inexcusable<\/p>\n
and wrong<\/p>\n
unpardonable behaviour<\/p>\n
in her world<\/p>\n
it did not belong<\/p>\n
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for she is just so special<\/p>\n
there’s no compensation for<\/p>\n
someone caught up in all of \u00a0this<\/p>\n
honourable and more<\/p>\n
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the ravishment of darkness<\/p>\n
the colour of the seed<\/p>\n
the unlawfulness of asking<\/p>\n
as the savage heart does bleed<\/p>\n
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misbegotten was his motives<\/p>\n
an illicit act \u00a0and she<\/p>\n
must live with all those shadows<\/p>\n
inside her constantly<\/p>\n
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the aura of his darkness<\/p>\n
of his cruelty of his pain<\/p>\n
vivid as she glimpses him<\/p>\n
and her spirit starts to drain<\/p>\n
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this is what she has to undergo<\/p>\n
and suffer \u00a0she<\/p>\n
the trauma doesn’t go away<\/p>\n
its deep inside of thee<\/p>\n
and recalling those dark shadows<\/p>\n
as often people do<\/p>\n
brings it all back vividly<\/p>\n
its a curse in fact in you<\/p>\n
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these people are a menace<\/p>\n
to society at large<\/p>\n
promising the earth<\/p>\n
its like some camouflage<\/p>\n
on the outside they<\/p>\n
merge into the population they<\/p>\n
are predators with ugly thoughts<\/p>\n
and the innocence does pay<\/p>\n
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I cast my mind back<\/p>\n
several years<\/p>\n
before these people came<\/p>\n
this women clearly beautiful<\/p>\n
is still the very same<\/p>\n
flower that blossomed surely<\/p>\n
but for the vile dark force<\/p>\n
she has the power to relinquish<\/p>\n
and recreate \u00a0her course<\/p>\n
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shadows often intangible<\/p>\n
an abstraction \u00a0even they<\/p>\n
come and go play with the light<\/p>\n
their sparseness you could say<\/p>\n
they are insubstantiality\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n a pointlessness lets say<\/p>\n a meaningless apparition<\/p>\n that doesn’t go away<\/p>\n <\/p>\n bodiless,and \u00a0etherial but<\/p>\n able to create<\/p>\n a vapour in ones aura<\/p>\n a circumstance a fate<\/p>\n time must be the healer<\/p>\n and love goes a long way<\/p>\n to heal the scarring element<\/p>\n and soften and just play<\/p>\n <\/p>\n a part towards this happening<\/p>\n to reinforce the power<\/p>\n to energise<\/p>\n and \u00a0activate<\/p>\n and to stimulate<\/p>\n for how<\/p>\n can anyone escape these clutches<\/p>\n and feel blissful too<\/p>\n ready to get on with life again<\/p>\n joyful and true<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n with someone whose supportive<\/p>\n who cares, who feels, who needs<\/p>\n who shares, who spares<\/p>\n who dares, who fares<\/p>\n and sometimes even bleeds<\/p>\n one has to endure<\/p>\n some, adversity<\/p>\n but having some one<\/p>\n close to them<\/p>\n will help effectively<\/p>\n <\/p>\n shadowy and fearful<\/p>\n dressed in their purity<\/p>\n they go about just capturing<\/p>\n others frightfully<\/p>\n harming and intimidating<\/p>\n others in their quest<\/p>\n to control the soul<\/p>\n and exact the role<\/p>\n of the master<\/p>\n and to test<\/p>\n <\/p>\n its sad to say<\/p>\n the message here<\/p>\n is one of thought and prose<\/p>\n for the narcissist<\/p>\n is a nasty bit of work<\/p>\n with \u00a0his blatant pose<\/p>\n <\/p>\n he will capture hearts<\/p>\n for certain and will spit out those<\/p>\n he feels<\/p>\n are too powerful for his exploits<\/p>\n in reality he steals<\/p>\n their souls this shadowy creature<\/p>\n this loping liar who<\/p>\n who is insolent and lofty<\/p>\n and a fraud all his life through<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Living in the forest imagining \u00a0that he has something ladies look upon as magic tragically an arrogant narcissus conceited, as hell such bumptiousness and self consequence such vanity does spell disaster for the feelings for the loving that … Continue reading