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[venpoi]

Eh not really. Hopefully, not the worst poems ever written and not be noted in the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy.

(work in progress.)

I howl and breathe tender tears from pain dried eyes.
A monster, neither man or beast not fit for heaven or earth.
Synthetic, unnatural, created.
I won’t decay.
My words and thoughts will linger like garbage.
An annoying reminder this world made.
The after product, the waste leftover from other lives manufactured perfect.
The remainder when opportunity was divided.
I won’t decompose into the earth but rest upon its surface like a stain of oil and error for everyone to avoid.
I’m toxic, a plague, used and thrown out, forgotten quick.
As skyscrapers grow, the loneliness grabs hold.
Bastard sons and daughters of this generation waste, will eat the ashes of progress.
Consume the ideas tossed, handed down, or they’ll resurrect old the sentiment of classic virtue.
To find life more desirable and to find their own beauty in marginalized living.
Yet fail to connect the separation gaps when handshakes are held back
and cannibalize on fake, hypnotic, paper will and glass smiles.


Meh.
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Sublimedo wrote:

HAHAHA silly n00b. My highly evolved excitement manifests itself beyond any erection

[jamc_89]

[kadium]

really really deep stuff.