You see, words are not sticks nor stones
But smiles on a face
Where you want to be applies to only you.
Wether outcasted and happy, or tied up and cruel
Honestly, kids,
It's all what you make of it
So take everything with a grain of salt
And take your sugar elsewhere,
Get a room!
A contest entry
- Dorks Rule! by Heavenly Angel.
525 points, ended October 29, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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