by Jack Lashbrook
Published on: Nov 1, 2005
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Type: Poetry

The snail of your thoughts
Slithers to it's sad demise.
Whether you like it or not
What you believe are just lies.

No purpose to reasoned debate.
No worthy point will sway you.
You're much too in love with your hate
To let honesty ever betray you.

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