![]() Horse BabbleA Poem by Julius WhitfieldYou keep thinking, assuming when you shouldn't speak. And this is why this conversion doesn't need to carry on. You can't save me Smitten cultures of disbelief, but I'm not feeble to what you're telling me. You try to berate me with little lies. If I were to let you, I'd never live the outcome. Touchy and tricking me, lecturing me. Talking through your a*****e with glorification of pleasantries. You're barely scratching the surface. Blabbering idiot. Stay in your disguise when there is no much you still dismiss. You can't comprehend where we all stand or am i wrong am i just a pawn when i go along am i gonna fall you cast a stone but again i dodged the ball when i know you never a word if you could hear yourself talking we couldn't probably stop playing god when my words aren't spewing lies Just stop playing god It's not about the money I'll stop playing god if you give me a little credit Can you stop playing god befire i rip off your face You're already groveling in this pity Marionette and puppeteering through your dignity © 2008 Julius Whitfield |
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Added on February 9, 2008 Author![]() Julius WhitfieldSt Louis, MOAbout21 yr old artists (writing, music, drawing, and performances) who has been befriended by pencils for years. I like to report my life's experiences through poetry and comedy, which are most of the time.. more..Writing
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