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"My Ex-Boyfriend Obama”
A Poem By Kara Machowski
I think I fell for you the first time I laid my eyes on you
then you opened up to speak to me
and I knew we were meant to be
it was a dream come true
to finally have you
Our delusion started to fall apart
there were promises that could not be kept
one day I could not recognize your voice
the glimmer that I loved so much
faded away
you left me jobless
with no home to call my own
there was no sunlight before singing
you never brought my brother home
you threatened to take away my freedom of choice
you made me believe in US
you convinced me I was like no other
America, the beautiful
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