You've a mass of knowledge and information,
And don't know how to Wield it.
Your voice is loud and dominating,
And you don't try to Shield it.
Don't call this a discussion, when it's a battle,
And think that I don't Know it.
I may be quiet, and unassuming,
But I see clearly through your Bullshit.
Read My Writing at 
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Cole, this poem sounds like my character in one of my stories. I'd like to ask permission if I can post it on my sidebar... definitely, I'll link it to you. Ü
Please allow me. I'll wait for your reply. You could just leave a comment in my blog: http://ivorytowerobservations.blogspot.com.
If you have time, look up what I'm talking about in my blog. Thanks!
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