Igor Wolfson

Rookie (26/12/1989)

Bullshit - Poem by Igor Wolfson

'What is that bullshit? ' she asked
And my mind crushed down to dust
And the wind of all changes prepaired
Like tornado to run through my fate

No, not really. It's just
Another some kind of lust
To scare with unscary shit
To dare to break hearts just a bit

A bunch of grouped words without meaning
And chatter and blabber around
And only now do I see how I found
Your ass in this god damned ground

I see around no faces
Not falen are those who know just what grace means
Winners are those who stumbled but didn't fall
Losers are those who will only eventually lose it all


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 4, 2013


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