Livid, by Unintended
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Disdain awakens from the core
A mess on the floor
That resembles me
Or what used to be
A thief robs me of life
Caring not of how I strive
A spanner in the works
One too many jerks
Emotionally poor, I lay
Hating all of today
With a pinch of pity, I crawl
Into the hole where rats gnaw
Unaware of the "X"
That marks my chest
I stroll around till I sense pain
Infiltrate my veins
From all directions
Shots fire to score more abrasions
Fatality offered from each corner
Enough is enough - I surrender |
Posted: 2011-11-07 20:32:37 UTC |
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