Sanity check

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    Sanity check
    No job
    No life
    Two wrist
    One knife
    So many problems
    So little time
    Not enough sanitation
    Way to much grime
    People are killing
    People are dying
    People are begging
    People are lying
    Self tourchure and hatred
    Self inflicted pain
    Money and power mean everything
    Nothing else they wish to gain
    Way up high your scared to fall
    You can't breake your insecurity wall
    Nothing going on
    No one coming in
    You try to do good things but all you do is sin
    Ice cold fingers cracking
    Liquid flowing thaughts
    Your spine starts to tingle
    While your feelings slowly rot

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    Vincent commented on Sanity check

    12-26-2008

    possible, smiles Vincent good poem.
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    Vincent commented on Sanity check

    12-26-2008

    Hope, I hope for the strength, I hope for wisdom, I hope for courage, I hope for change, give me the energy, the ideas, and the fortitude, to make our world a better place. I need you, as you need me, together we can achieve, anything becomes possibl
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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