Pompous PoetA Poem by Dream WeaverI silence every critic with words that I weave, my stories so captivating they’re hard to believe. My lies become truth as my truth become lies, a pugnacious implosion of confused alibis. I'll dazzle you with brilliance in the throes of grief, caught up in this moment of erroneous belief. My knowledge gargantuan, one glimpse and you’ll see, yes the world is my oyster and you my detainee. Just ease the seat back and enjoy the ride, a poet a prophet a Jekyll and Hyde. Pick your poison I’m about to begin, for I am the almighty the original sin…
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