Open Poetry #6 |
Penurious |
Effigy Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 486disbelief |
(adj. poor or showing extreme poverty) Down in the cold I have felt the heat. Living life so old, But humanity I can’t beat. Mirrors in the darkness So that I might see, All sins, nothing less. No, I don’t want your sympathy. I want everything. I want it all. I’m taking everything. Blood stained afterglow Give it a whirl. She won’t know any better, Not that little girl. Old books on an old shelf, All the same, replace yourself. But I’m no me. No, I don’t want your sympathy. I want everything. I want it all. I’m taking everything. I’m tired of having nothing. I just want a little bit more. Surely you must have something, You just don’t need anymore. I don’t know what else to say, I’ve got special needs, And I need everything I see. No, I don’t want your sympathy. I want everything I want it all. I’m taking everything. It’s all mine! It’s all mine! You can’t have it! It’s all mine! Give me everything! I want you and everything! I want everything! Every damn thing is mine! All mine! |
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