O. C. Woods

Rookie - 42 Points (08/05/1981 / Rouhling)

'Passive Aggressive' - Poem by O. C. Woods

With a few chords & drums I remember
the nights and days far from death
youthy full decadent glasses on the coffee table path
will never vanish friends, I bleed to swear!

Sad day of now under the cold sun she is gone
I'm sorry not to be around
great or sad moments without a frown
I respect your 'days' and think about your pain.

'Whats to do? ' friend when lack meets sad?
don't ever doubt the love around, the boy hers & your pride
don't ever question the power even with this rough tide
of months to come, won't ever replace that special someone you had.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011


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