big talker


stop.
not another word.
i'm sorry, you've lost the floor
that trick you pulled, by the way
just got you booted out the door.
i know somehow its my fault
oh damn, why'd i even try
my trust, that sneaky goal you sought
just turned and poked me in the eye.
now you must see why i'm wary
to take all things as fact,
see i fell for it so nearly,
and then this is how you act.
so sorry pal, your promises
they wont get you anywhere
try again - - take your chances,
oh big talker, if you dare
poems
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