Disturbance to my Denial

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Curtly you will despise, of everyone’s stupidity.

Submitted: January 07, 2007

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Submitted: January 07, 2007



Everyone’s dying of a disease.

This weird, strange universe of nightmares.

Loneliness is now invading our cells,

The cells we are running out of…


What is my condition doctor?

A mere memory of existence?


All we know,

Is how to destroy.


Mankind will die.

As we always pick apart the weak,

And leave them for dead.


What do I contribute to?

Where is my prophylactic,

To guard me from this pain?


When will we start to kindle?

Our kindred souls withhold.

Our bodies will soon collide,

Then, will you finally get your erection?


Is my disturbance making progress?

Should I remind you of my fallibility?


Slowly we will start to decrease…

While everyone’s life is on the line,

Curtly you will despise,

Of everyone’s stupidity.

With propinquity to my denial…

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