Deep Poetry: High and Low

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Sunday, January 30, 2011

High and Low

I saw you this morning; I looked into your eyes. If you only knew how much I hated you, I can see through all of your lies. Why do you hurt people with all your wretched ways? With your deeds and actions and all the things you say? You’d never say you’re sorry; you just dish out all the dirt! Why does it not worry you, all of those people that you hurt? Look at you! Arrogant and smug, no wonder no one likes you, You’re nothing but a thug! Good by and good ridden I’ll not be sorry when you leave... Sign in to see full entry.

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