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words on the winds of when...
words on the winds of when...
they are said.
the moment, the reason
the context, the "mean them"..
as in too often, not
and most often, forgot
words are the one thing,
come far too cheap,
and require no thought
just spit em out
rare, integrity, taught
to all us brats and bitches in school
the first to go was "that golden rule"
"yeah, gotta get rid of that"
you, fool
the one that drowned, in the belief
deep, the pool
that swarmed with people
just leeches, legal
to get away with the slaughter,
they do
the first "lynch mobbed"
was the soul, in the truth
words, just wiped
like the ass, swiftly psyched
to get it on, and get it over
do anything necessary
for self gain, like a boner
hard and primed, for the pound
pummel, puss puss
or the ass, even better,
cuz if you don't, your a wuss wuss
just speak em, shit em
out, and forget em
only a fool or a retard
believes
when the name of this game
is "all the moment", deceive
dodge, weave
deny, perceive
that nothing you say
has a lasting effect
just syllables forming sentences
frothed and foamed,
at the mouth of the moment
"no regrets"
just as long as you've the ability
to not take them to heart
best not to believe them
and all the better to forget
so if you can remember these words
then mark them well lived,
well learned
"don't forget"....
bowen hart roselli
14 july 2020
ringwald love