"obimination" poems
This man I once knew is gone
The very idea is saddening I used to love this man
He was a gentleman
Until he was ruined and turned into this beast
This obimination of a being has ruined so many for sheer enjoyment
I don't know this this thing anymore
I try to forget, but he always comes back to haunt me every time I look into the mirror.
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 12:11 PM UTC