My poetry's hollow and null
And like my life it is quite dull
So I ramble and cry
And I wish to just die
While I ponder why I've not been culled.

And yes even so
I continue to write words
With no direct form

Rhyme scheme, structure, they mean very little
To a person who has no control of their life
And apathetically watches as he carries on strife.
And in a rotted hole, th...

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Plasma screen; well kept, clean 
Silenced screams
And faces pleased 

Artificial combustion
Will as strong as a Russian 
Why how is it fantastic?

To become cynical and sarcastic 
Grow older and bolder
Fly without wings 

Flee the magnifying mirror
Unfold the killer 
Be who you are 

The fault in our stars
It is merely a myth you see
Thou shall reveal the not so mysterious myster...

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