I would like to know
why your attitude's
temperature is so cold?
My breath appears
and it's clear -
that maybe you're right:
I'm cliche.
Though you are wrong
in some ways,
for I have sipped that fine wine
long ago
and it tasted like a sign
that I needed to find
a place where people
like you
inflate their egoes
so far away
that even during day
it's as if desperation
is hidden in the black
of night.
There are stars though,
just not on pedestals
of wannabes
who push down others
to make themselves feel
higher.
I've found a new home
without you,
not even your constellation -
and my sky is no longer cursed
by your slander.
Author notes
The poem is crap.
I know.
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Tyler, I just want you know how proud I am of you...for growing up.
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Very expressive, very intense...feels like a poem that wrote itself... So much here that makes me nod my head...yes.
~ Nicolette
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Thank you
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This is good.
I don't really care what anyone says, I love you!
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Why do you consider it crap? It has flow and it makes statements that a reader can either read a message into or apply to a personal set of circumstances. To me that is the epitome of poetry.
It has a "rising above" feel to it. I like that. I love the visual I get reading the first five lines. Very vivid.
Overall, I found the poem to be one that gives me a little "tude" to take with me when I feel there are those looking down their stuffy noses
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It isn't crap at all...you scamp
It's as the title states - truth. I'm glad you wrote this...even more glad that you posted it...and when the reactions of "is he referring to me?" set into paranoid minds...I'm gonna piss myself laughing and be even more glad 
Love ya bro
Laura
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truth is the farthest thing from crap. that's what makes the emotion here all the more powerful.
typo: first stanza, "temperature".
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Thanks. Edited.
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