Celt Merlyn Poems

I sit in my prison cell
In the guise of an office
Endless to-do lists
And non answered email
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I think I love you
Isn’t that a stupid thing to say?
But I think I love you
Just from the words on the page
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You wear a different skin for different people
Don’t think I don’t know it
For this one, you are that; for that one you are this-
For one, the lonely girl bereft of love
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And you sit
And tell me I’m at fault
You are the wounded one, the victim
The tears running down
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Change on horizon
Clear enough for all to see
Uncharted water
Waiting to see what will be
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How many licks does it take to reach the tootsie roll center of a tootsie roll pop?

How many days does it take for people to decide you’re dead?
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I have to confess
And I didn’t believe it would be true
But I must confess
I’m happier without her
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Memories of memories are all I have
Of things so unimportant at the time
Trivial, minor, no one should even remember
I do- I cling to the little things
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