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From this point of view Stupidity invades everyone of you Why leave such a comforting and safe womb To be thrust into this cold dark world The hate is all around Corruption penetrates like the roots of a tree let freely to grow No axe, no chainsaw will halt its advance Good is long since gone Was it ever really there? Does man really have ANY good? It seems those who posses such a noble trait are snuffed out too early for it to show Call it cynicism, close your eyes, but its the truth Is there anything we can really do? We are past the point of salvation Revelations has been upon us for generations We've just been to blind to s

Nothing compares To drinking alone and listening to The Good Life sing of despair How ironic a name to reflect this pain These verses that penetrate to the core These aspirations set too high If only upon these words I could fly Soar above this dismal city Penetrate the atmosphere Shedding these layers of guilt and self doubt It's a shame these wings have been clipped This begs the ever present question How do they become repaired?

I wouldn't call it love but its getting close Stalking me like an ever present ghost These words must not be said For they destroy all after pouring from my head I fear they may come spewing out Some unholy vomit of feelings yet full of doubt. So what do I say? "No sweetheart its only a crush, it will be gone in a day" This bullshit I toss out Covering my tracks in this useless game of self preservation This game leads not but to damnation It would seem my muse has returned The heartbreak that fuels these words But that beauty so brilliant How can I stand idly by Continue living this lie I seem to have encountered my favorite

Talentless fuck Writing these worthless fucking poems About worthless feelings Unrequited bullshit to whine about "Oh wah shes perfect but can't be mine" Yet you wonder why? You dont DESERVE perfection Garbage for garbage One sad self pitying peon for another These words will never move anyone Never bring "her" to tears She'll read them and laugh amongst her friends leaving you behind through the years "Look at this big joke who thinks he's some Bukowski" Just another sad fucker weaving his pathetic tapestry Another back alley poet aspiring to the greats Writing about heartbreak and self hate. These words you write are all in