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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

The Ugliest Of Them All

What type of person uses their influence against what they produce
Forces a child into a situation of confusion for personal gain
I won't speak your name or of this again
I'm going to leave it alone as you will be in the end
You can't be friends with the wicked
Inherited her genes naturally
For generations this has been their demonstration
Glad I got it clear before I moved into another area of life
Never wanted that in my life as a wife
Gave the benefit of the doubt
So I wont pout
I never had that much invested in your character
Children are soldiers
But the should not be placed at war in their homes
The smile of the jackal deceiving at most
Host of the fury of the future
Who has a history of deceit
She gets no respect anymore
A classic, won't be a house anything
If there is a door she leaving it open as well as her options to get out of it
Personal goals of yours supposed to be better than mine
I'm dreaming and you are a visionary
Nothing to talk about in private, legendary
Mediocrity so nothing major gone
They just traumatizing my seed in their home
But any seed of mine is going to be strong
And no matter what wrong is being done
They can't buy his love
They can't replace his scholarship with fun
So they enroll you in athletics
And they give you second rate education
I was preparing you for greatness
Time will come when they will have too much on their hands
Then you can come here and become a man
No men in your midst to judge from
No backbone in your home
Weak one when you visit her mom
Nothing but a lot of noise and no direction
Stupid
But I will prepare
One day when the story is told of how they fold over in corners
To bend and pretend so they can get what they want in the end
No church can contain this strain of amoral choral
They think they are beautiful
But the are the ugliest of them all
No admiration for the bed they sleep in
Or the company they keep
Keep one eye open before they poison the other
Still you will discover
Its not even worth the time I put into this poem
Glad that mess is gone and its clear to others what I always knew
There is no limit to what they will take people through
To get what they are trying to do
These are the type of people that need to take classes in person
So they can off the extra curricular to ensure they pass
Nobody rides for free
And nothing is out of the question to make it
If she got it you can take it
If she is getting something in return
Its going to be

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