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Wake up and smell the stench you made again, you ****** it up again. Self deprecating, grating shame surrounds your stupid, childish hope that you could live in love again.       That crushing disappointment fills the eyes and hearts of those around and grabs your gut and wraps it round your beaten, broken promises in faith and fancy cruelly drowned.      What fooled you into thinking that redemption was within your reach? Who made your mindless mind so each and every time you try to speak you **** all over verbal bleach,       a choking stink that makes them retch and run from you, the grody glitch, the thoughtless, soulless, brutish ***** that bites each hand of human help and digs her deeper, darker ditch.
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
Redemption
Wake up and smell the stench you made again, you ****** it up again. Self deprecating, grating shame surrounds your stupid, childish hope that you could live in love again.       That crushing disappointment fills the eyes and hearts of those around and grabs your gut and wraps it round your beaten, broken promises in faith and fancy cruelly drowned.      What fooled you into thinking that redemption was within your reach? Who made your mindless mind so each and every time you try to speak you **** all over verbal bleach,       a choking stink that makes them retch and run from you, the grody glitch, the thoughtless, soulless, brutish ***** that bites each hand of human help and digs her deeper, darker ditch.
I needed a way to rant. I think this poem sounds better if you read it aloud; there is something about it that just rolls off the tongue. Please don't worry; I am feeling much better after writing this.
#anger#shame#embarrassment#self#explicit#rant
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
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