RhymeA Poem by dicey jonespurely rhymesAbout time i chime out in rhymes My pen and Paper will mimic my mime. The plotting & twisting of these lines, I hope you don't understand a dime :) Life scares me, like a zombie who feed. The more i think i know, the more i bleed. Everyone talks about; to succeed, only it comes along with an heartache - guaranteed. Cut the crap, you have to proceed. Then i might need a weed, I wanna be freed from this creed called Life! Am tired of all the competition, What everyone wants is acquisition. No wonder toys become ammunition, an ignition towards demolition. Hope you see clearly reader, This lines are covered in fine rhymes. Only by mislead and misdeed, you might misread me indeed !
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