Thursday, January 6, 2011

Poem-A-Day: Day 420

Victim of Love
I look like some fool.
Break over a wall getting higher,
Time won't end up victim.

Say some emotion.
I've been keeping you,
But through your talk
and your untrue,
you scream and shout protection.

I look like some fool.
Break over a wall getting higher,
Time won't end up victim.

Lock up inside.
You break this learned lesson.
Take declaration,
step back,
put on and avoid complications.

I look like some fool.
Break over a wall getting higher,
Time won't end up victim.

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Drop a line, a quip, a snippet, your pants, or an anecdote...just don't drop the soap.