Does my work offend you sir?
With all its swearing and its slurs
The slang and the profanity
All those 'unattractive' words
I do apologise
It's just my poetry's my voice
The fears i feel inside
The troubles of my heart
The troubles of my soul
All my pain and all my pride
I write into notes
Pages in a book
Something i hope to publish one day
A hand that helps someone who's lonely
Something to mend the soul
A hug to those in cold
My words of bitter do nothing
But heal the sick and cold
So please forgive my language
But i just so happened to be
The person to speak my mind
In the most truthful way
I couldn't ask for justice
Because nothing has been done
Ill ask for your discretion of
This important matter
With your shaming of my words
My swearing and my slurs
I do ask forgiveness
I pray its not me who you hate
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
Does my work offend you sir?
With all its swearing and its slurs
The slang and the profanity
All those 'unattractive' words
I do apologise
It's just my poetry's my voice
The fears i feel inside
The troubles of my heart
The troubles of my soul
All my pain and all my pride
I write into notes
Pages in a book
Something i hope to publish one day
A hand that helps someone who's lonely
Something to mend the soul
A hug to those in cold
My words of bitter do nothing
But heal the sick and cold
So please forgive my language
But i just so happened to be
The person to speak my mind
In the most truthful way
I couldn't ask for justice
Because nothing has been done
Ill ask for your discretion of
This important matter
With your shaming of my words
My swearing and my slurs
I do ask forgiveness
I pray its not me who you hate
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