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I Wonder Who You'll Capture Next

A poem about an old flame

By Tanner PeifferPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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I wonder who you’ll capture next with faux benevolence

Whispering sweet nothings and philanthropic myths

I wonder what he’ll see behind those watered sunken eyes

You’ll snare his passion with a veil shrouding tear-stained lies

I wonder when he’ll see the light as friction turns to flame

Your influence will start to fade as your rules eclipse the game

I wonder where the cracks will form to push his breaking point

‘Cause when you need to pass the blame, he’ll be who you anoint

I wonder why I’ll watch the clock as time repeats itself

Knowing that you’ll drain him of his spiritual wealth

I wonder how you’ll justify your vain irreverence

And when your prey is cut and cleaned, you’ll move on to the next

And from a distance I will watch the shattered pieces fall

Just another heart to drop on your quest to have it all

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About the Creator

Tanner Peiffer

I'm an aspiring poet, writing from both personal experiences and surreal concepts, with the goal of inspiring anyone who may read. I hope my art can strike a chord and shift a perspective or two. 20 years old.

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