This fist
In your face
In your kidney
In your arrogance
In your lifestyle.
This foot
In your ribs
In your ***
In your hostility
In your wealth.
This finger
In your eyes
In your ears
Down your throat
To shut you up.
Don't talk
Don't say a word
Your sheer existence
Is an insult
To the universe.
If only I could find
The red button
To blast us all to
Bits and Pieces?
Silence.
At last.
Ever. Lasting. Silence.
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 3:38 AM UTC
This fist
In your face
In your kidney
In your arrogance
In your lifestyle.
This foot
In your ribs
In your ***
In your hostility
In your wealth.
This finger
In your eyes
In your ears
Down your throat
To shut you up.
Don't talk
Don't say a word
Your sheer existence
Is an insult
To the universe.
If only I could find
The red button
To blast us all to
Bits and Pieces?
Silence.
At last.
Ever. Lasting. Silence.
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