"Scarily Unknown"

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
I....really don't know. Just the end of the world I guess..;p

Submitted: October 25, 2011

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Mostly not memorized, but,  way too sincerely, mesmerized Indeed, it could be hypnotism; Credit to the creation of a new nation; Our government now an absolutism With a corrupted society, and allegations bringing good people unreasonable citations; Money, now due in denominations, owed to their fucking nation's ridiculation stations Rich are told to snitch, and told not to switch their successed nich The wealthy ones..the only known to be safe and healthy ones They shit upon the poor; Same rights seen given to a cheating slut being fucked like a whore Starters of war,  Mostly not memorized, but, 

way too sincerely, mesmerized

Indeed, it could be hypnotism;

Credit to the creation of a new nation;

Our government now an absolutism

With a corrupted society, and allegations bringing good people unreasonable citations;

Money, now due in denominations, owed to their fucking nation's ridiculation stations

Rich are told to snitch, and told not to switch their successed nich

The wealthy ones..the only known to be safe and healthy ones

They shit upon the poor;

Same rights seen given to a cheating slut being fucked like a whore

Starters of war, 

they are the core effecters,

with torn-like affects

Epicly pathetic electables;

And even worse electors and ballet collectors 

Knowledge known as unknown, yet knowable,

will never be known or acknowledgeable;

Especially to the most or to the fullest

People come about, with doubt of success, to reroute in attempt to exempt themselves; and to find success for themselves, but not for the rest

Quickly infiltrated, basically raided; 

By deciders of what's to be cogitated

With wool over eyes, there's no ties to the lies, no known rise of the demise 

It's ready, and it's all organized

They antagonize the wise through their sullening cries

The wise are knownless..

Yet..still hateless; And in the vision of sacredness contain all greatnesses

The real ones;

The ones who've, sadly, lost tons

Lost it all in moments, and the lost cost is tossed..to be owned by omens

They cogitate devilish/hellish hate, and much too early fate

Earth is in hands of beings from unknown lands

Yes, the early fate is not a test

With readiness and with steadiness  (the beings are); 

Pertained, and now, uncontained hate

Our world, with so much great created,

is nearing it's time to be detonated


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