Everyone doesn't blend in, except when it comes to hate and sin.
Look out your windows
you might have a problem
seeing the blenders
They walk by others
and they greet
They are friendly to
almost everyone they meet
Blenders conform
cause no one no harm
They have no problem
with their charm
Quite a few don't blend in
their hearts and souls are
full of hate and sin
They are the unhappy ones
in the end
There are very few blenders
in a crowd
It's the haters that speak
out loud
All the worlds hate will
never end
unless love totally blend
It will never happen
opg
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Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)
Reviewed on January 30, 2009
Great concept in this writing. Many are blenders and the non-blenders stand out! They need the reason to feel alive...by their hateful ways! It fuels their souls!
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