He walks around
his mind
a hamster wheel
turning on the same
pivot of thought
His life is monotonous
and it grieves
him deeply
So he talks
and spouts
the same tired verses
and tries to
make amends of his
terrible life
by means of
dealing derision
But try as he may
his words will always
be as sharp
as a month old
regularly used
razor blade.
Mar 9, 2010
Mar 9, 2010 at 11:28 AM UTC
He walks around
his mind
a hamster wheel
turning on the same
pivot of thought
His life is monotonous
and it grieves
him deeply
So he talks
and spouts
the same tired verses
and tries to
make amends of his
terrible life
by means of
dealing derision
But try as he may
his words will always
be as sharp
as a month old
regularly used
razor blade.
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