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Disposition/This Position!

2 Big World, Small Talk From work, I go home. From work, I walk home. Home I go to walk To rest from small talk. Small talk their big world Would with make big words. 07 Feb. 2010 Disposition/This Position! Keep your money Keep your trophies Keep your glories See me happy And let my life Without a strife, Without wings I’d Fly sky high! You’d Ask what on earth Saddens you; dearth Of my sadness Leaves you a mess Sends you raging With you screaming Your madness for The listed four: Money, trophies, Sadness, glories, Your soul’s desire Birthing quagmire. 3 You my foes know I know your woes: This greed you breed Won’t let you breathe. Wanting my life? Your goal in life! A step so bold To steal the gold Nature’s given; You need taken Away from me To make of me Wan and wretched Yet, styled wicked In which world dons Glow without fun. In their bastions? Generations Left to themselves, Help fill the shelves; Those of misery Wiping memory Off the pages. Human pages Burnt to ashes For being witches. Hunting this witch We’ll make a stitch With a penned verse That will reverse This diffused brain 4 That’s put more strain On our beauty And we’re not free Till happiness Knocks your madness. Won’t you accept Such an excerpt To put an end To your mad trend? 11 Feb. 2010 ...