Friday, 3 August 2012


Mothereous-monsters that regurgitate their children
and vomit upon them their frustrations;
teach them all about hatred and violence
because they've never been able to hug them
say that they love them
or even hold their hands in dire moments.

Wake me up when the world ends
and with it all misery and pain.

What's the point of living
if all you get is pain?

I am so strong that it aches
I'm so high that it tires
'Cuz I'm not like I was made to be
and I guess no one will ever see.

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