F. U. B.
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parrisgoghArt is my reason of life.
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F. U. B.

by parrisgogh

Freedom of negativity always kept us intact.

Until, our time came to face that fact.

Cynical thinking always proved us humans selfish.

Knowing of the lies we've embellished.

Yet, we still try to cover up the truth.

Overestimating, so we can live forever in our youth.

Unconditionally loving no matter what.

Because we were content, thinking we had someone who we could trust.

Irrelevant conversations tie up true friendships.

The things that were said made us sound like little shits.

Consoled words of the kindhearted were always nice to hear.

Honestly, becoming less used because people are afraid to shed a tear.

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parrisgoghArt is my reason of life.
a year ago
the him.

parrisgoghArt is my reason of life.
a year ago
A bit about me than just reading my poetry :)

parrisgoghArt is my reason of life.
7 months ago

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
9 months agoReply
This was sweet and charming without being cloying. The words were well chosen to keep the poem in a temperate tone. Your verses were melodic. You broached a difficult and serious message and you did well. Great job!!!