Evil Deeds
By silentnomore
Crack is white,
Weed is green,
Lets get high,
and work on
evil deeds.
I hurt beyond comparison,
and cannot not stop
the pain,
My tears are dry,
But down comes the rain.
Strength like solid ground,
Softens eventually under your feet,
It may knock you down a couple,
But never stoop to defeat.\
The harder you try,
The furtherĀ from your reach,
It somehow
comes back around,
Once again you have been deceived.
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Copyright 2011 silentnomore
Published on Monday, September 26, 2011.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"