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Tell It Like It Is


Again I wake in this wretched place Where the devil glares with grimaced face Reading my heart, stripping it bare Savoring the scent of the secrets there I'm slipping and sliding, the ice too thin Carefully creeping, lest I fall in I'm holding on tight with a white knuckle grip Knowing he waits, for the moment I slip And just as before, the first time I fell He stood at the ready, casting a spell Quick as a wink, he swiftly swooped in Leading me down his pathway of sin Dashing and daring, he's handsome and strong He tied me in strings; then led me along His clutch was so quick, I had nowhere to run From the cold calculation, he fancies as fun He baits a fine trap, with flattery and fawn Seeking the weak to use as his pawn Once I was trapped, caught in his snare I was twisting and turning, gasping for air He's a devil disguised, with eyes of deep blue But nothing he says is faithful or true So ladies beware, he's cold as a snake And the treasure he offers, is gaudy and fake But this time I stand strong, I'm adept to his game Won't be fooled by his charms or bullied by shame I'm squaring my shoulders, I'm calling his bluff A lesson hard learned, and enough is enough I say…bring it on you sly devil, this time you'll be beat I'm wise to the tricks of a liar, a cheat You can't take my heart, I've locked it away Now…I am the slayer and you are the prey So stare if you must, you'll have no affect The passion in me, you can't resurrect Your whispers fall dead, like leaves on a grave You'll have none of me, or the homage you crave May you lie there twisting, kicking up dust With your mind full of soot and your heart full of rust I've broken the chains that have long held me down I picked up the mirror and turned it around So, just look at yourself, you're sordid, unclean There's nothing to you, behind the smokescreen Smoke and mirrors together is a dangerous pair They'll make you believe in what's really not there The laugh is on you, cause I've learned your game And the favor you seek, you'll never reclaim I'm no more the victim, of your wretched deceit And the armor I wear, you'll never defeat
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Mario Vitale has written well over 1,000 poems toward his platform in creative writing. His main ambition is to receive a poetry contract. He looks up to present poets John Ashbery & Major Jackson for their contribution to the arts. Vitale studied theatre at Central Connecticut State university in New Britain, Ct. Presently you will see Vitale's poems on the world wide web such sites as Wrterscafe, Neopoet, Starlitecafe, Poetrysoup & Allpoetry.com He appears in anthology's, magazine articles and editor choice award for poetry. Facebook has been an outlet for Mario Vitale in connecting to family & friends.

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