History Of ViolenceA Poem by MatthewPlans don't always go as planned.
So sad, you've never looked so mad
Tell me, how do we know it's coming Can't say I've never thought like that Shouldn't say if it gets me breathing But it's easy for me, I got the idea while leaving If you know how many more they're keeping Because I've got a real bad feeling Don't suppose they're just sleeping Don't make a sound, and no peeking Laughter is fleeing After would be better than before Laughter is bleeding Now would be better than never Laughter is beating Here would be better than there So glad, you’ve never looked so sad Tell me, how did you know it’s coming? Can’t say I’ve never been there Shouldn’t really say if it gets me feeling But it’s easy for me, I got the thought while fleeing Please tell me you’re not just lying Because you look like you’re crying Don’t suppose they’ll be dying Don’t move an inch, and no flying © 2013 Matthew |
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Added on March 29, 2013 Last Updated on March 29, 2013 |

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