Rhyming words

Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 23:57

Word after word I let it seep through,
They always made sense in the end,
Always the pain, seldom the fears,
And occasionally with a cautionary tale.

Not that the intentions are such,
The best of the worst win every time,
As if they are the few that could speak,
The ones who are often heard the least.

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