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august 7, 2009

Piece of me.

A man of words and not of deeds

Is like a garden full of weeds,

And when the weeds begin to grow,

It’s like a garden full of snow.

And when the snow begins to fall,

It’s like a bird upon the wall,

And when the bird away does fly,

It’s like an eagle in the sky.

And when the sky begins to roar,

It’s like a lion at the door.

And when the door begins to crack,

It’s like a stick across your back,

And when your back begins to smart,

It’s like a penknife in your heart,

And when your heart begins to bleed,

You’re dead, you’re dead, you’re dead indeed.

Poezia o stiu de la One tree hill, cu ea se termina un episod din sezonul 6, siii… chiar mi-a placut si am zis sa o postez. Habar n-am cine a scris-o si cum sa numeste, dar imi place. Hope you liked it too.