Unoriginal

Unoriginal

A Poem by But,itis,theend

God is dead
Life is a lie
We are meaningless
Of course
Can be paired with its opposite
But not really
One is fanality
One is hope
Choice is the real b*****d
How
Unoriginal
Is said a million ways

© 2019 But,itis,theend


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Added on April 15, 2019
Last Updated on April 15, 2019

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But,itis,theend
But,itis,theend

Hyannis, MA



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Good place to let it fly. I wish only to let it go. more..

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