BitterA Poem by Jack...Nasty attitudes...leave them at the door
Bitter Bitter the taste of a fool’s paradise Leading the charge, spin the device Blind to the sound, counting the waste A fool’s paradise, bitter the taste Lost in the truth of virtues denied Soured confessions, promises lied Faces of wonder, resented proof Virtues denied, lost in the truth Cast to the curb, broken and beat Sewage the dreams, hate bittersweet Questions arise, notions absurd Broken and beat, cast to the curb © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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StatsAuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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