Getting your shit out of my house…

Getting your shit out of my house –
Like stench of rot out of my mouth:
You were so sweet, such a good boy,
I now know it was a ploy
To take my family and life.
Of course you took me for your wife!
I had the things you never had –
Real friends, a loving mom and dad.
You played your part, and I was blind:
You were so nice, you were so kind!
Without decency or pride
You lied and lied and lied and lied.
Though for one thing I will take blame –
I didn’t recognize your game.
But that’s alright. You went too far.
Now we all know who you are.
Live your own life and don’t touch mine.

You don’t deserve a better rhyme.

copyright @ Julie Deshtor 2013

About Julie Deshtor

Julie Deshtor grew up in the Soviet Union during the turbulent 90's, and moved to the United States shortly after the Soviet Empire collapsed in 1991. A bilingual author, Julie writes both fiction and poetry, as well as translating poetry and lyrics. She brings her rich cultural and life experienced to her fiction, exploring the psychological struggles of her characters with compassion and insight, as they navigate the murky waters of the modern society. Julie currently resides in Utah, USA. Her interests include art, world literature, zoology, anthropology and urban subculture
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