Tools Of The Fools
17 February, 2005
Author: Scurrd
Respected tools of a blinded heart
left to choose what's right or not
don't hit that spot
let'um rot
for how wrongly they were taught how to be to ignorant
to see that this isn't free but a frame of the past
that we dearly hold on to
go
do what you do
just be you
let this be through
stop trying
to get this right
stop crying
put up a fight
stop dying
so slowly on the inside
Get up!
make them regret every little thing
they sweat large problems that they rejected
and pretended did not perplex
ignore this little rhyme
just helps me pass the time
maybe one day
this'll help me shine
------- Author's Notes -------
little rhyme i wrote when i was hanging out wif my friends |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Angel in Tears (81.129.187.118) -- Thursday, February 17 2005, 08:44 pm For a little rhyme,it's very good! |
| scurrd (4.27.45.175) -- Friday, February 18 2005, 06:08 pm thank you |
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