Take It Easy
Calm it down, for words they just are,the issue is yours, why they reach so far.
For but a smile, do you your complaints bring,
so your hostility, does accomplish nothing.
If just ryhmes, do trouble you so,
how you made it this far, I don't know.
For they are just thoughts, that came to me,
and it should not matter, if you don't agree.
So ask yourself why, do my words sting,
for you don't know me, they shouldn't mean a thing.
Poetry by someone else
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Written on 2009-06-28 at 18:57




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