You pay the price, i pay the bill
You make a living, and i a kill
We're racing, there's no standing still
If you hit me, I am hard as steel
You're a thug if my joy you steal
You are lonely, I am only
Trying not to come off (as) holy
You I know I cannot claim the glory
No word is hard to say as 'sorry'
To be heard, just tell your story
You're right, I am wrong
Don't turn that into a song
It's boring , don't play pingpong
The bell is ringing, hear that gong?!
I'm going home, where I belong
I won't be back, don't wait so long
Usually when i'm starting a poem, even i have no idea what it'll be about:) That's why you'll notice that each verse is almost always independent. And I have a hard time picking a title, the original title for this one was: 'ill-lry-ong'!! Thanks for your time, have a great day;)
-Constino
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Rhymes AND Nonsense
PoetryLife is a mountain, it's a fountain, it is a sea. Though we can't live it to the fullest, it goes on after we're gone, it goes on forever more. Life never ends.
