Spy And Leave Poem by Arrogant Bandit

Spy And Leave



The past is over,
but not quite forgotten.
The present is now,
one must hold on to it.
The future exposes experiences
lived in the past.

To speak of if one has control is absurd,
life is a troll.
Folly consumes mankind's soul.


*(Troll=the intention of causing maximum disruption and argument)

Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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