Nonsensicle thoughts

Random poem I wrote a long time ago.

The black sheep of my friends,

 family, 

and everyone I know.

 If my mistakes had a face I would punch it in.

Where did my friends go?

I didn’t even sin.

The devil wanted my soul,

 and I said no.

I made many mistakes, 

I don’t know where to begin.

I neglected what counted, 

now I reap what I sow.

I let the wrong in.

Now I must go.

Author's Note

Lemme know what you think.

Reviews

[Xavier Richard]

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