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Crystal DeFrate Poems
On paper with pen, a new reality he spins, And leaves me alone to pierce the veil
Many acquaintances, Though no true friends, I slithered my way through high school without anyone cognizant of my being.
Confused or conflicted, it matters not Either way, my path is plot Patiently I work the fetters that bind,
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On paper with pen,
a new reality he spins,
And leaves me alone to pierce the veil
Of his spouted fairy tale
How can he, of these things write?
And never have his hand on mine alight?
Which is real, the pen or the sword?
The actions or words, which should I count more?