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We Don't Know Him

I see a flash of black go past
Its his Amerian Express card.
And just like that within that instant
I judge him.
Hes a rich kid,
spoiled maybe an only child.
But I know nothing of him.
I can't see the bruises,
though long faded from his skin still linger on his heart.
I can't,
In that split second know who he is.
I can't watch him and know the things he's been through.
And you know what?
Neither can you.




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PoetikMuzyk said...
Jun. 11, 2010 at 10:09 pm:
too bad i could'nt have given you ten stars because i love this so much
 
funnythewayitis replied...
Jun. 12, 2010 at 12:01 am :
wow thanks so much!
 
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funnythewayitis said...
Jun. 9, 2010 at 4:14 pm:
Thanks yoU! Thats the message I was trying to send so I guess I succedded.
 
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NatalieB. said...
Jun. 7, 2010 at 5:13 pm:
This is BEAUTIFUL! It totally sends the message of never judging someone you don't know.
 
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