Absence

Absence

A Poem by Hardcore Charles

of mind,
one sewn into bind,
focusing on nothing,
all attention to no thing,
but what is really evident here.
Passing the good time cheer,
though it seems father is timid time,
being fast doesn't seem but all cross line,
to finish first still on nothing in self,
pity that, a shame that, put away on the shelf,
until the quake knows where to look,
hide, hide, son, we all see what you took,
as your mind flows upwards,
make sure you go towards,
the horizon for payment,
for no thought shows brutal repent,
against the truth,
and all your youth.

© 2013 Hardcore Charles


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Added on August 1, 2013
Last Updated on August 1, 2013
Tags: Waste, Life, Youth

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Hardcore Charles
Hardcore Charles

Muncie, IN



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I am 18 years old and I have a lot on my mind. Also any poetry I post does not have to be taken a certain way. Poetry to me is how the reader interprets the words even if the writer had something else.. more..

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