Strange ChangeA Poem by The FlawedLike the boy that turned into a man, And then a woman, before she died. Like the pleaser that turned into obsession, Like the pain that turned into addiction, Like the iceberg that turned into a cloud, And rained on the sand with all his might. Isn’t it strange the way things change, Isn’t it strange the way things change? Like the worm on a leaf, that turned into a butterfly, And flew away to the heart of the sun. Like the woman that sold herself, to feed her child, Like the man that sold his child, to feed his habit, Like the tree that turned into a match, And burned the forest and the land. Isn’t it strange the way things change, Isn’t it strange the way things change? Like the girl who wanted to be free, And then she was, and then she wasn’t, Poor thing Like the way I don’t love you anymore. Now isn’t that strange?
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6 Reviews Added on August 3, 2009 Last Updated on February 20, 2010 AuthorThe FlawedNearbyAboutI am a man who loves writing poetry, and find it the easiest way of expressing how I feel, particularly when I dont like to talk about these feelings. I cannot .. more..Writing
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