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Narcissus In The Age Of Plastic
Narcissus In The Age Of Plastic
Beauty is skin deep
Layers of paint and plastic
Daubed with unsteady hands
Glance in the mirror
see the full bee-sting lips pout
and fake eye lashes
the tattooed eyebrows
filler in the crows-feet cracks
tell-tale nip and tuck
Nemesis smiles and
Avenges fading Echoes
Of a youth gone wild
When you are old...
Thursday 21st May 2020 3:02 pm
No Mercy!
A Rant
by a Drunk & Angry Poet!
Fuck you! You selfish bastard
You wanker, prick & runt
You think that I deserve this
You're an ugly little cunt
Throughout our 14 years
Via your manipulation
You've broken me piece by piece
Now I'm changing that situation
You think that you can fuck her
And keep me as a friend
You think I'll take it lying down
Believe me this is the end
Thursday 28th January 2016 2:34 pm
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