The LineageA Poem by StarfruitanimalYou gotta be kidding me, So stuck in your history that your, Honestly consumed by the facts that built the family tree. Where did you hear this blasphemy? Sit back relax; Build up this atrophy. But its got me bleedin and still im seein, What not forgot, stuff been rotting, So shameless your forgot. In amaze, In a haze, Quite so depraved, And stay. Next to me darling share our sense of equality, Cus blame is useless, news is truthless, Bile just comes right out me. Let’s share and stick together like birds of a feather, On the twig on that tree. Let the holy ghost, And the midnight smokes, Get the best of me. S**t sticking in a smug grin wondering; Crumbling from everything that God had once called a sin. But God Is not capitalized automatically on this thing called Word, But Lucifer is, dramatically I see this coincides with a burden. A turban, quite scrutinized after 911, When the president had wore that face, left our people with no grace. But alien guts in a human held clutch, Kept fighting too much for us to give up this up. And unsettling, unseen..... Broken mirrors, broken dreams.... Like a button, with out a seam... Or a helpless love induced drug fiend. Fear is methodically instilled into society, Mutated to maniacal atrocity. And I’ll descend into a No fetus, just a girl with no borders. And in poison there is doubt, look it up and you'll find out. I will mark it with a shout, Throw it up and let it out. © 2012 StarfruitanimalFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorStarfruitanimalWethersfield, CTAbout"Oh charity, clarity, honesty excitement The one with class, falsely accused, misconstrued Anger, sorrow, pact, machinary, decisions Collisions, instant gratification Thinking about you programmed.. more..Writing
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