Insincere sencerities

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~Insincere sincerities~ Written: 08 May 2020 Hush now with your empty hyperbole's Your over exaggerated understatements Your sincere insincerityjust insults me and abates any wanton gravitation. How can you miss or want Long and love this fallen goddess Be so ever pompously blunt to think I am nothing more than not modest I will not deny my peiced together beauty deny everything I broke in me for this strength I owe you no stories of the times I put my wants below duty or to tell tale of the days my heart broke more with every breath I am poetry shouted over mountains that echo back with whispers I am storms and I am sunshine I am wine that only with age gets crisper So don't you undermine me with praise you assume I so do crave I am not misguided to believe words recited on key by many man who think me naive You're the insincere ones who only care far enough to find the rabbit hole the ones with honey coated thorned tongues Touching the surface but never wanting the soul The predators disguised as good men they preach and shout a top thier soap boxes The hungry fox who stalks the injured hen As playing victim in all thier paradoxes So hush now my hungry hunter and go track a less instinctual prey beneath your disguise only a suntar who will feed on the weak without delay. Dont insult with denied pretense or try intimidate me with passive anger my experienced heartbreak is my defense and believe me I'm not the one in danger. more »