Absolutely Hilarious
How Camellion The Face
Of A Friend Can Be.
Precarious...
Should Four Wheels Fade
And Be Replaced By
Ten Toes Tipping Into Taxis

Tongues That Once Held The Power
To Soothe Every Sorrow
With The Brush Of A Simple Word
Transform Into The Triple Forked Spur
Of A Catonine
Now My Mind
Percieves The Concept
Of Friendship Absurd.

my Soul Is Tired
threadbare
weary
and... Likened Unto That Crown Of Thorns
atop The Cross At Calvary.

I Am
E
X
H
A
U
S
T
E
D
The Constant Onslaught Of Treachery
Resounds More Clearly
With Each And Every
Heart Felt Smile.
Death To The Comfort
Of Ten Thousand Truths
With The Birth Of
One Single Lie..
Wonder Why
Some So Proudly Don
The Cloak Of The Unfaithful
Strings Of My Heart Pull
When I...
Think O F The Strength Needed
For The Journey
Back To Trust.
Why Must Deception
Be Such A Fundemental
Part Of Life...

Like The Husbands Beguiled
By A Faceless Backside
While At Home
Lays His Sleeping Wife.

He Said She Said
Chinese Telephone
From Babes
To Teens
To Men Fully Grown
Breaking Bonds
For No Reason
Or Rhyme
Wish I Could Go Back To back to That Time
That Time Before The Lies
Or Before The Truth Was Compromised
Like When We Were Just
Three Or Four
When We Worried What Was Next For Lunch
Or...
How High Our Next Super Nintendo Score.

Like Jesus And Judas
Or How Ceasar Did Brutas
Uncle Sam Versus
Our Native Born Marcus

I'll Trade You Thirty Pieces Of Silver
For My Soul
No Less No More

For

it Is Tired
threadbare
weary
and... Likened Unto That Crown Of Thorns
atop The Cross At Calvary.

Hey Bianca.....this is a great poem! I'm so glad all the poets came back.

My soul is tired too, for so many reasons. Love this one!

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Another gem Bianca

We all get tired sometimes
Welcome back

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I Edited It...added Some More

I just noticed that, the section you added is a lot heavier than the first. Very nice.

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