No TitleA Poem by Tree Barki couldn't think of a title so...A man of words and not of deeds is like a garden full of weeds. When the weeds begin to grow it's like a garden full of snow. when the snow begins to fall it's like a bird upon the wall. When the bird away does fly it's like an eagle in the sky. When the sky begins to roar it's like a lion at your door. When the door begins to crack it's like a knife across your back. When your back begins to smart it's like a penknife in your heart. When your heart begins to bleed you're dead and dead and dead indeed. © 2011 Tree BarkAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 29, 2011 Last Updated on September 29, 2011 AuthorTree BarkAboutHI! my name is ________ and i lub nature and the creatures in them in :D. send me message if you want or if you know the answer to any of my riddles (which you can see under my name), but don't commen.. more..Writing
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