Little White Rock

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    Little White Rock

    I'm so down in the dump got no money for a drink, as
    this little white rock got me so messed up it stinks.
    I use to be somebody well respected and loved but
    when you look at me you see a broken down fool. I was
    one of the few bound for success but where I am now
    ain't where I'm suppose to be.
    Ran away from home and a family that loved and cared
    for me. How could I have been so blind to not see the
    path I was heading down to make a turn for the better
    but i felt dependent on this little white rock.
    No more slumming for me, time to check in and go back
    home to my loving family and be the successor that
    they envisioned me to be. Make amends for the things
    I've done and apologize to a lot of people. I am
    tempted no more by This Little White Rock.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Z3R0Z’s Poems (2)

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