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Bad Seed

Author: rarecard

One thing I can say in my poetry
is that some people are blind when they say they can see,
I find they're not cracked up to what they're supposed to be
and all of this time I thought it was me,
They go along in life with their little affairs
they take what's your's and the keep what's theirs,
but what they dont know is that I really don't care
for they will miss things in life and never get there,
I'll be with my friends and they'll be on their own
all because they're an ass and have the wrong tone
they do all of this to you just to get stoned
and wonder how they end up beaten and thrown,
But that's what you get when you take what you see
if you see possesion's in life instead of people like me
must be hard to live without true friends indeed,
But thats what you get when you are a bad seed.

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Posted: Sat Nov 7, 2009 3:38 PM CST

About this poem:
I wrote this when I was feeling down after being burnt by someone
who I thought was a friend
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Neostylites Kermanshah Iran
Sat Nov 7, 2009 4:01 PM CST
A thoughtful poem; thanks for sharing it.
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boyshchrm6 barrie, Ontario Canada
Sun Nov 8, 2009 7:59 AM CST
One reaps what they sow.
Stong emotions indeed.cool devil angel doh
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rarecardGreen Point, New South Wales Australia

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