A pretty necklace
Given to you
By the people's risk
To control you
If you are good
It brightens
If you are bad
It tightens
But what they say is good
Is sometimes bad
And what they say is bad
Is sometimes good
So reject this gift
That would lead to death
Don't let the flour sift
That would be wrecked
A pretty necklace
Rejected by you
From the people's risk
That didn't control you
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Elements of My Soul
PoetryWell, I managed to get off my butt and type up the poem collection I probably wrote months ago. Hopefully, you guys enjoy what I have written, and I hope you have a good time reading it. These poems were the works of my hands, brain, and soul, and...
