death of a free thinker

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Opinions can kill you quicker then bullets some times

Let's mourn the passing of life/ not by love or age/ but thro' hate/ not by maturity or lack of it/ but just hate/ sphere like silver eyes/ the greedy coins weigh each one shut/ the mirror shows no mist/ and sorry friends leave only short goodbyes/ as they ask have you ever noticed how red blood is/ in his veins still rivers needing to be dregged/ then at last he noticed he to was dead/ and what once was full of life was now stale bread/ the fence of self defense was built/ and over his face he pulled the quilt/ he wished them all to hell/ but only heard his funeral bell


Submitted: April 23, 2015

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