Peasants, ManA Poem by Jesse LancasterThey could do whatever they wanted if they wanted.Little Light, how they yearn for your shine, translucent savior of an empty room, searing the night sky, a scar among the clouds you whisper demands into the ears of feeble men, resolute in your desire determined to f**k over the townspeople like you decided when they first turned away, saw you for what you are: nothing Just some black distant star. © 2012 Jesse LancasterReviews
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1 Review Added on October 3, 2012 Last Updated on December 12, 2012 Tags: poop, Loki knows his shit, fucking peasants, don't mess, don't worry about me, I'm just going insane AuthorJesse LancasterManchester, CTAboutI'm Jesse Lancaster. No I'm not. I am: 19 And now: @ Uni for my sophomore year. My writing draws heavy influences from the music I listen to, other writers (such as Chuck Palahniuk, John Green a.. more..Writing
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