Poem -

One man show

Narcissistic Impressionism

What you call confrontation I call conversation...
My truth flows freely you commune in failed manipulation...
Stereo typical behavior for narcissistic self preservation...
Red signaling flags set off by your own guilty triggered aggravation...
Clumsily you recite lies rehearsed in preparation...
I sit back and watch as you take the lead in your own investigation...
Unnecessarily bringing up the past claiming to be a victom in each situation...
A one man shit show done without contimplation...
Becsuse you never had to prove yourself there was never any type of accusation ...
All I simply asked was how was your week and what did you do while I was on vacation...
 

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Shirley Harrison

This could be a song, and so very powerful, I know a few unpleasant people like this, one happens to be my very first boyfriend. Kudos your last lines bring it home so perfectly. 🌹 💙 

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Raechel Rae

Thank you for reading and commenting...unfortunately this is just another example of pretty much every type of friendship or relationship iv ever had I hate to say it but people are predictable yet still some how amazed me...🖤🖤🖤

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Marion

You have really managed to get it all into a terrific read Rachael... I expect we've all known people exactly like this... hugs x

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