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Take The Ones You Hate, For Instance
Take the ones you hate, for instance.
Take the ones you loathe.
They, themselves are worth the talk, a trait or two, or all.
That you cannot stand thier faults
In fact, thier are so many; you cannot see the good.
Perhaps thier insincere.
To quiet on thier own.
lonely little liars
Whining about a bad home.
Then, perhaps thier selfish.
To flip and flop thier looks.
Personaility changing with the World's folks.
Now notice, the shameful lack of trust.
Who knows how, or when or why.
Thier faith in humainity has died.
Then why in the world do they live?
Why do they survive.
They only live to criticize.
It's these people..
That we don't care, if they die.
If they stare
they could cry
they could joke
they could be poor
they could be broke.
It doesn't matter, who they are.
The ones you hate, leave thier scars.
That's just why you are who you are.
As these people chip away at your heart.
Take yourself, for instance
Thier are to many people, unique...
like you.
Look in the mirror, thier you'll see
All those people, thier problems
staring back at you...
Keep your distance.
State resistance.
Take the one you hate, for instance.
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Comments
skittleschan Says:
I -LOVE- this one. Although it took me a minute to realize what it was saying.
*slow*
cjerd Says:
This is one of my favorite poems of yours! :]