The Con Artist

The Con Artist

A Poem by Mercutio
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Have you lied too much? Can you no longer comprehend the past ,that actually never would last? Do you feel like a con? Then welcome to the club.

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  Please just take my head
I am better off dead
Once a leader
Now only a cheater
I was born in the dawn
But I was born a con
This life kills me
And no one can heal me
So off with my head 
End this life of dread
Love had never wanted me
It had only taunted me
So as I had once said
Off with my head
End this life of dread.

© 2014 Mercutio


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Lol. Umm.... Maybe I have? Maybe I do every day?
The truth has spoken.

Posted 10 Years Ago


An interesting dark piece. The repetition and rhyme worked well together here. Nice job, keep writing! :)
-QuanaWana

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Added on April 12, 2014
Last Updated on April 13, 2014
Tags: Suicide, Romance, Love

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Mercutio
Mercutio

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Just call me Mercutio. Some of my writings are better then other. I originally tried to make myself age appropriate for everyone ,but eh Im sick of that sh*t. Im a generally nice guy,who cusses a litt.. more..

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