Corpse

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Corpse

Rabid corpses in search of meat
While our leaders beg for change and our solders work the streets
Pretty, pretty starvation sculpted and surgically enhanced
Put the chemicals down im in no mood to be romanced
Getting tipsy we drink the finest of bleach
Fate is a lie and desitiny's out of reach
So ride a pale horse and kick off your shoes
Because life s a Haulocaust and you're all Jews

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knight4696 commented on Corpse

02-19-2010

Wow EmotionalWolf! Very intense poem for a person of your age. Great Job ... The only thing missing from this is a Title - The use of Untitled to me states lack of creativity .. but thus far your poems are very creative leaving me to wonder why such a dull title. Overall though ... Impressive write! :) Ken

EmotionalWolf

02/20/2010

thank you thank you! Yes i know its the one thing that sstumps me....

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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