In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing. Vincent Van Gogh
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
parasites
cold and lonely1
tired and scared2
I know there coming3
I have prepared4
I hear there footsteps5
from a distant land6
they come in numbers7
hand in hand8
they hold there flags9
warriors they are10
come to take away our freedom11
we can smell there burning cigar12
beware13
have head14
they come to you15
at your hour of need16
they call them selfs17
your dears and beloveds18
they wallow in dungeons19
staring from a far20
parasites parasites21
know where you are22
they rot in cavities23
and holes in your soul24
the manipulate gravity25
they posses control26
I suggest acceptance27
acceptance, of mortality28
though, its disdaining29
it is the dark reality30
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