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Feverishly Feeding off cod Discursively meandering A letting of blood The culmination of my own Psychosis coagulated thought Strangulated nonsense Drools Into a pool of Spue Desecrated With frivolous ideas Emanating A stench beyond reason That only I Find scintillating Sort of like Maggots Ensconced In putrid libation I drown In spasmodic Maundering Fumbling about In lunacy Hungering obscurity Self-debasement Defile me My every gratitude The rope is only the tool Slithering In filth Of my own demise Bathing in its Deprivation Thoughts of the rope ****** sirens What chance have I To deny my fate The rope is only the tool Reverberates soundly Surrounding me of my failures Swept up in a Deluge of self-hatred The rope is only the tool Yes!!! **** You!!! But I Prefer the slow Deprecation Of the Blade
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Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
The Demise of an Aspiring Poet
Feverishly Feeding off cod Discursively meandering A letting of blood The culmination of my own Psychosis coagulated thought Strangulated nonsense Drools Into a pool of Spue Desecrated With frivolous ideas Emanating A stench beyond reason That only I Find scintillating Sort of like Maggots Ensconced In putrid libation I drown In spasmodic Maundering Fumbling about In lunacy Hungering obscurity Self-debasement Defile me My every gratitude The rope is only the tool Slithering In filth Of my own demise Bathing in its Deprivation Thoughts of the rope ****** sirens What chance have I To deny my fate The rope is only the tool Reverberates soundly Surrounding me of my failures Swept up in a Deluge of self-hatred The rope is only the tool Yes!!! **** You!!! But I Prefer the slow Deprecation Of the Blade
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Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
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