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Miserable
J Juline
I've heard you for the thousandth time. But, it's etch in the books of morals; God will destroy usury and will give increase rewards for good acts. And God likes, not the disbelieving sinner. You let the scars upon your breasts dictate your personality and so forth to a deplorable state. I've discovered the essence of, what good does it serve to have a beautiful fruit meant for one's consumption, when it's filled with poisonous worms? To watch it rot from the inside-out. Tempting! But, I'll pass.
I shall have the essence of my discovery one day. Who and what are you? You feed off the belief of others. Belief is shown from truly honest and sincere acts, not words. For I belong to the dollies of the world. You can share me, maybe even kill me, but you can't steal me. Death by your hands is not a befitting reward. For the two hundredth and sixteenth time, CHANGE. Or - no! Just leave me in "peace".
7 MSC 10-2013
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The compassion
Within my heart
Compels me
To weep
Here
What you see
Is my
"Tears"
RANT TO RAVE
This poem is
A compilation
Of respettos
To tell a complete
Thought, story, etc.
I thought of it
When reading a
Reader's Digest.
They say you can
Make your own style
Of poetry. So
Here's mine.
Respectful deferences.
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