Differences* Poem by Morgan Michaels

Differences*



'I like it', he cried.
'I hate it', she replied.
Truth, lie- what a waste
if sloth and churlish pride
(things loudest and most)
dubbed Truth, mortified,
merely a matter of taste.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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