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bleh
Contributed by
zukunftmorder
on
Wednesday, 21st December 2011 @ 08:18:18 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Too much pressure for one skull to handle,
Shoot me in the face and watch my brain scramble.
Too much ***** for one soul to take,
Won't ya stick me in an oven and watch my body bake.
Sadistic statistic,
A violent mind who can't seem to find the time to seek sanity,
Oh the humanity, if only I had one hint of vanity.
I'd give two ***** and get myself out of this self proclaimed 'rut'.
But.
I'd rather stay and entertain the masses,
Sunday service in my head,
Pray to the hipster gods with thick framed glasses,
We're all just petty necrophiliacs looking to break bread.
Copyright ©
zukunftmorder
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2011-12-21 08:18:18]
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Re: bleh
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by dvtpdw on
Wednesday, 21st December 2011 @ 08:27:43 AM AEST
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| Your poem puts an unique perspective on the sounds of the times. It gave a little look into alot of the soulsof today. A very interesting write, good work. Thank you for sharing. |
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