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My Role Model
He served me a plate
Full of malice and hate
Now I wish I can throw up
Everything I ate
But they are long digested
And my thought has been infested
The hate and all that was sold to me
Has long manifested
In an ailment that took so long to cure
For long I dwelt insecure
In a state of loneliness,sadness and gloom
Now what I feel is true and pure
I have left all of that behind
A position to which I'll never rewind
The only emblem of my role model left in me
Is this madness of making words rhyme
Full of malice and hate
Now I wish I can throw up
Everything I ate
But they are long digested
And my thought has been infested
The hate and all that was sold to me
Has long manifested
In an ailment that took so long to cure
For long I dwelt insecure
In a state of loneliness,sadness and gloom
Now what I feel is true and pure
I have left all of that behind
A position to which I'll never rewind
The only emblem of my role model left in me
Is this madness of making words rhyme
Published 5th Dec 2013
| Edited 6th Dec 2013
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5th Dec 2013 1:48pm
Once we follow without thoughts and now we have thoughts to be followed. Good read dustyjjewels.
6th Dec 2013 9:26pm
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6th Dec 2013 2:56am
if I read it correctly it is an intriguing account of how someone you admired was a less then worth person to follow?
6th Dec 2013 9:31pm
Exactly Jazz,that's the true picture. I learned from him thought patterns and actions that were mostly precarious but now I have rehabilitated my mind. Thank you Jazz
No thanks needed---just wanted to see if my interpretation meshed with the author's intent.
7th Dec 2013 7:32am
