
Bats For Hearts
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Category : Poems
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How does one feel stealing someone else's thoughts, feelings and emotions?PLAGIARISM...must be a stonewith stone cold brainand a blind bat for a heartBottom up hung upside down donePervert scumThief who willNever know the joys and thrillsOf heart soft and mellow that feelsWhose warmth radiate and overflowsIn drips of words like balm that calmsGuts, souls, brains and bonesAnd wounds massageWicked plagiaristName as crookedNo...!Name cool and way too goodFor a crook in hood as lameCamouflaged up to no goodSinking in a game of shameWalk yee out and meet the worldSoul to soul and feel the coldTake the joys and face the painsAnd on paper boldly sobTears of joys and pains your ownFears, hopes in colours weepWatch the tears coalesce to deepPoetry felt that you didn't stealWelcome to the world of poetsWe don't have to old words stealBut to just with our hearts feelAnd with abandon revealOur inner selvesJoeli23kenya
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