BlindedA Poem by Steven BilodeauWhen people follow the crowd.Flocks of sheep across the land listen up, you've delt your hand a weak game, you've lost your chance speak up, you little man don't you care? Blinded you follow ignorance was your answer and it spread like a religion rotted out your flesh and replaced your face. you've been changed never the same your just one of them in the flock of sheep don't be controled. and don't let go. © 2009 Steven Bilodeau |
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3 Reviews Added on September 4, 2009 AuthorSteven BilodeauStratford, CTAboutMy name is Steven Bilodeau, I am 23 years old and I am attending college. I am going for a Bachelors in Science Majoring in Biology and Minoring in Creative Writing. I'm engaged to an amazing girl whi.. more..Writing
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