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Weeds

A person can be looked upon as an annoyance
something to be trammelled upon by the careless heels
Of indifference

Pulled out of the soil as weeds are
your existence pollutes the white-washed world
You're told

So you walk alone
Like a procession of sorrowful dandelions.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2012


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