Never in my life
Have I've heard
Anything good
Escape your mouth
In regards to me
I am a **** stained smear
At the bottom of your loafers
Bird **** droppings atop
Your prized buntal brim
Your eyes for me
Holds no sparkle
Or joy or love
For that matter
Only contempt
At the thought
That I am your seed
You spit phlegm
In spite
Of my existence
A regurgitated reminder
Of you
There are no complexities
In truth of procreation
I am the
Mirrored continuance
Of your self-hate
At war with myself
In a battle
Where no one
The victor
Covered in
**** stained shame
A biblical ***
Resign
To live life
Shunned
At the bottom
Of your
Shiny
Brand
New
Shoes
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 12:22 PM UTC
Never in my life
Have I've heard
Anything good
Escape your mouth
In regards to me
I am a **** stained smear
At the bottom of your loafers
Bird **** droppings atop
Your prized buntal brim
Your eyes for me
Holds no sparkle
Or joy or love
For that matter
Only contempt
At the thought
That I am your seed
You spit phlegm
In spite
Of my existence
A regurgitated reminder
Of you
There are no complexities
In truth of procreation
I am the
Mirrored continuance
Of your self-hate
At war with myself
In a battle
Where no one
The victor
Covered in
**** stained shame
A biblical ***
Resign
To live life
Shunned
At the bottom
Of your
Shiny
Brand
New
Shoes
