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You Don't Know


You don’t know what I know.

I’ve kept it hidden very well.

So well, in fact, that you had no suspicions.

I bet you’re wondering what I’m talking about.

You have no clue.

Maybe you think I invited you here to talk about us,

About our feelings.

That’s not it, but I will say one thing in regards to that:

I hope you’re not too attached, or this will be far worse for you.

Any other guesses?

No?

Alright.

First thing, I’m not who you think I am.

I am not your lover, not your friend.

I don’t hate you, I don’t like you.

This was all a set up.

You will soon be gone.

No, not because you’re leaving,

Because I was hired to do you in.

I’d say I’m sorry, but I no longer have a conscience.

*Boom!*

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Several of my poems are long. I have some that are short, with not many in between. Most of them are more personal, based on my experiences. My main inspiration is my dreams.

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