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Wack Tastic Nov 2012
As soon as I don’t know why I bother,
I go to a new page,
Will it be this one?
The one that lets me go to sleep,
Got a big day tomorrow.

I’ll be a lump and no one will talk to me,
And I’ll want to jump and no one will talk to me,
And I’ll save myself,
Through some meaningless medium

I used to like the world I woke up into,
It was a bright new day,
Now it seems like the world could end,
And I’m fine with that.

False and stupid
False and stupid
False and stupid
False ansd sutops
Faosle and stupsid

I’m not fit to be at the top of the food chain,
And neither is anyone else,
With our terrific sense of morality,
Utter false grace of immortality,
And our dedication to inhumanity,
Why not?

We weren't even close,
And neither was I.
jeffrey robin Aug 2010
looking in the "mirror"

WHAT  LONG TEETH YOU HAVE...GRANMA!
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what are they...doing to us?

what are we thinking
(and .....
WORSE YET!
believing!)

now....

what i think is this..

..that "vampire" is  code
for

RICH YUPPIE-TYPE DUDE!

and, though we feel
that they are pedophilic predators
come to "use ansd abuse " us.....

BUT
gee ****!

THEY GOT THE MOOLA AND THUS REAL POWER!

an little girls really
don't have the experience that enables them to
fully trust in the truth of their own love

WELL

in fact
we are actually

HUMAN!

no matter what the ******* politicians preach!
Jez Feb 25
Repeats, and repeats, ansd repeats, a relentless beat,
1, 2, 3, 4, in sequence, my thoughts compete.
Consolidated musing thoughts, steadfast and strong,
Leave me in awe, like a dimension where I belong.

Perilous reflections, a vow I must make,
"Always and never, forget what you'd forsake."
Inertia's weight intensifies, yet I won't be swayed,
My heart remains steadfast, through life's disarrays.

6, 7, 8, the weight of my uncertain fate
9, 10, 11, 12, a question we all must face
Count with me, and let's step into the unknown
Together, we'll brave what's to come, and make it our own

Walking or running, while humming or singing, until then.
Let's embrace of what's to come,
And find harmony in the rhythm of our life's obscure journey

— The End —