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A Poem by Isolophobe

There will never be a reason to stop,
to stop loving, to stop breathing,
to stop trying, to stop thinking,
to stop caring, to stop giving,
to stop despair, to stop receiving,
to stop crying, to stop watching,
to stop caressing, to stop trying,
to stop writing, to stop admiring,
to stop glorifying, to stop solidifying,
to stop validating, to stop allocating,
to stop wandering, to stop paying attention,
to stop mentioning yourself in one sided conversations
to stop pretending you give a f**k about anyone else,
to stop beating your children over the head with morals,
to stop teaching children to think alike,
to stop teaching children to rhyme,
to stop teaching children to become anything,
to stop preaching, to stop deceiving,
to stop crying, to stop trying,
to stop repeating yourself,
to stop being creative,
to stop loathing everyone who loves you,
to stop.
 
Only an arrival of inanity that palpitates
in one's head like the last few heart
beats of a dying old man.

© 2009 Isolophobe


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Added on February 4, 2009

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Isolophobe
Isolophobe

Los Angeles, CA



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