The Puzzles pt. 1A Poem by The Mystery PoetOn figuring someone outI figured it out I finally got a clue I treated you like a puzzle, but that was wrong, For you are not one puzzle but two: One is the things you say and do, And the other is what you think and why you do The two make-up who you are You can't solve one without the other. And the reason it's impossible to solve is because you play dirty. You don't give all the pieces to figure it out But until those are seen I will always try to figure out the puzzles © 2018 The Mystery Poet |
StatsAuthorThe Mystery PoetTXAboutIt seems as if life is nothing but a sick joke... I might as well laugh with it more..Writing
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