For those who laugh at those who try,
Aren't you weak? don't you cry?
Shame it is you're made of stones.
As charming as a bag of bones.
For you who claps at those who try,
I find it pleasing so I laugh and cry.
Guess some people are soft and warm.
Don't let coldness become the norm.
For every word uttered in this world lies,
A specific feeling, with a hefty price,
If your mission is to misguide.
What's the point of life, what laws do you abide?
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Poetry{ Featured in WP Poetry : 24 Aug 2018 } This one is to both sides of the coin, where there's a head and a tail. To every positive side there's a flip side. This is the yin to my yang. The good of the ugly. The beauty of the beast. The heaven to the...
