Thursday, August 8, 2013

Snippets

Keep certain
Understand my flaw
I took every burden thrust me
An opportunity to self destruct

Though I confess
I found out much later
My defiance didn't sway the world
Tides went on twisting regardless of my game

I thought hard
That if I would tell it
Planes would bend to suit me
Humor now, In how wrongly I laid my spades

A hungry man
Must sooner or later eat
Lest he die the death of the insane
What man, tell me, solves problems with the same

Times changed
I got better somehow
Though I won't breathe my brass
Credit who carried wood up a hill, heavier than all of time

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