03-20-2013, 12:53 AM
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Sadness is not my name
Yet I was born with
A similar pain ~ under
The placenta
Came this nourishing
fate.
Hate is the
Opinion of giants and
Monsters roaming and
Storming my head.
Why
Must the sky
Dawdle when we all
Need to need?
Bent
Over and handcuffed.
The lime and the
Scum rubbing off the
Threats, screaming and cleaving
That there is no one left.
Escape
Is the fate of scientists.
It is a mystery for all the rest.
Sadness is not my name
Yet I was born with
A similar pain ~ under
The placenta
Came this nourishing
fate.
Hate is the
Opinion of giants and
Monsters roaming and
Storming my head.
Why
Must the sky
Dawdle when we all
Need to need?
Bent
Over and handcuffed.
The lime and the
Scum rubbing off the
Threats, screaming and cleaving
That there is no one left.
Escape
Is the fate of scientists.
It is a mystery for all the rest.
...(s)he has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Poetry in motion, played out in the mind of madness
Poetry in motion, played out in the mind of madness