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"Quick Dry"

Poetry By: RaisinGirl
Poetry



nothing is sacred, no love; only hatred...go ahead; self-destruct, it's your choice, dear...


Submitted:May 17, 2009    Reads: 71    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


ugly beginnings

destructive beings

raw negativity

amongst divinity

let's all get drunk

with these punks

sword-fighting

filthy and delighting

impress on me

what you want to be

but give up the game

scar your own name

nothing is sacred

no love; only hatred

falling down on us

losing control, thus

no dire expectation

for shallow liberation

a fool and a fellow

will damage the mellow

psychedelic dreams

everything in between

a haven of distrust

bound up in disgust

cruising the grime

left scene of a crime

a gruelling experience

an un-nerving acceptance

leave the dirt creek

dry, and become weak

give in to your sin

now your work begins

gross intelligence

waste of space, hence

you might just crash

you may burn cash

until you forsake

the lives that you take

every single holy day

tonight I will not stay

I leave you without

even a shred of a doubt...





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