Who the Hell Even Reads?A Poem by The Last Poetic Kingpoetry/nonsense
Soaked in bleach,
Drenched in disease, Disgusting little pricks Escape the senses Failure of fate Aiming for the moon Face to the plate Disease it plaques And history repeats So kick some dirt in your eyes A birthing place for flies Genuine Reprise Repeat, are you mad? Repeat, are you free? History is a little too weak Who even reads? Can you really see? Soaked in bleach, A significant disease, Who the hell wants something to eat? Disgusting little pricks Death from above, Maybe beneath Who the hell even reads? Does this really mean? Are you in need? Call the hotline Nobody is your friend Always around when you're in need Watching you when you bleed, Soaked in bleach, Drenched in disease, Don't you wish you could see? Who the hell even reads? Soaked in Bleach, Drenched in Disease, In Memoriam, Who the hell even reads?
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Added on June 10, 2015 Last Updated on June 10, 2015 AuthorThe Last Poetic Kingthere, UnknownAboutFor a moment, I am here. Then you blink & I am gone But you will never forget what it was like to know me Because I am like no other I don't shine as bright as the other stars, but there is no m.. more..Writing
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