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Curse Called Autism
Contributed by
Savalius
on
Friday, 16th March 2012 @ 01:15:22 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Buildings fall and people die
and all thats left behind
are vast open spaces of emptiness
and the people that have lost
their most desired piece
of their hearts.
But there is a third kind as well,
a third kind of way to lose people,
simple but effective
and you will carry it
your hole life!
A curse
not just everyone can get it,
so all you mall shoppers
dont worry it is not contagious
you must be born with this curse
sleep with it
live with it
and eventually and hopefully
rather sooner than later
you will finally die with it
I heat you all wonder
why is this a curse
what makes it a curse
First.
You will never really understand
someone or something
because when information hits you
its a blur
and making sense out of a blur
is a very hard thing.
Second.
Your head is harder
than that of a dinosaurs
because when someone
asks you do to something
and you just wonder why
and you think that the reason
giving to you is not good enough
you just simply with that thick head of yours
refuse to do it
which of course in due time
makes people ***** .
And than the Third and hopefully last.
You can show that you care,
and here is the catch,
you can show affection and loving
to no one else but yourself
and you think
you really really think
people will notice it
but they dont
because it is hidden in some
otherworldly altered dimension
deep within yourself
that only you can notice and feel
but nobody else can
hell you can still ***** your boyfriend
thats an easy part
but try and show him affection
and love
nope the curse wont let you
because that part is hidden away in some
otherworldly altered dimension
there is a Fourth part
but not everyone gets this
and they a bloody lucky
anyway this Fourth part
is commonly know as Trauma
it can really affect the Three last areas
lets say the trauma comes along with
being pregnant and an abortion
while in the meantime you own sister
has a freaking child walking and talking gibberish.
A trauma like that can really
close the the door shut the ***** door
whats left behind resembles
a walking dead
by now I sincerely hope you figured
its a bout moi the writers curse
this curse does not only effect me
but also the people me
which basically starts with
what kind of a baboon is that.
Yeah that is me alright
or not really me but the curse
because the curse owns this
body, mind and feelings
I as the real I am trapped
somewhere underneath
pulling a few strings
which sometimes snap
causing things to fly in my room.
Who am I really
I dont know
I will never know with this
Curse Called Autism
Copyright ©
Savalius
... [
2012-03-16 01:15:22]
(Date/Time posted on
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