£PlasticA Poem by zZealWhat is this ..a crown, a piece of plastic?
£Plastic
Walk when they like the heart goes off with them along, Smile when they,a hundreds are ready to die, Look when they..all like lost, They are a part of crowd and no they aren't ! They have no heart but no they are perfect, They pretend to be yet they have a style, They are the dumbest yet most wanted stock a generation dreams to be like.. They are the PLASTICS Cold, dumb yet the heart hackers ! Why so mean are we to pray the devils Why so less intelligent are we to follow the crowd They were just a piece of plastic..ironically, we were the ones to grade them kings and queens ,to make the crown ! Rulers rule and die Not all stories have cheer endings Legends are born to live forever and till the meaning of the word remains .. Surabhi#zeal © 2014 zZeal |
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