Monthly Archives: December 2014

Fingertips

Sticks and stones may break my heart

But I have the power to keep going

Because my soul will last

On this day of judgment, that began to approach so fast

So I’ve come to break your fast

No religious aptitude here

No, your love is guided by your fear.

An all-consuming mind you hear, so you run. Lest love should come near

The fickle gather and gloat

The learned understand all that’s keeping This afloat

So much they choke,

At all the mistakes made as life grows

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