Fools Poem by Nina Dringo

Fools



He writes useless lies,
She types useless truths,
I would never listen to either

Would rather sit silent,
In this grave of graves,
And allow them to waste their time

She pretends she can change my mind
And he acts like he could ever
Take any of it back

Can these fools believe so much
In their own foolishness?

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