The Back Of Your Head

September 6, 2009
By Layton GOLD, Abilene, Texas
Layton GOLD, Abilene, Texas
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I hear of your fake sweat,
and see tears of self-pity.
The kid who knows it all,
didn't come out so pretty.
The presense of a wheel,
is a cry that I don't catch,
cause I can't hold the load,
for your own dumb mismatch.
Poking a small weakness,
for her you know I care.
The angle is against me,
excuses in the air.
How do you live in such a mess,
where do you plan to go?
This won't get you anywhere,
you soon will have to know.
I put this in your thoughts,
and hope that it stays near.
Always have a goal,
don't let things get so clear.
No one will ever pick,
the words that I have said.
But please don't let me stick,
in the back of your head.


The author's comments:
I wrote this when I got in an arguement with my best friend because he said I critisized him too much on guitar.

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Seven-Teen said...
on Sep. 26 2011 at 6:53 pm
Seven-Teen, Wausaukee, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
love him oh yes i do
hes for me not for you
and if by chance
you take my place
ill take my fist
and smash ur face!

very nice;)




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