The CurseA Poem by Doctor Deathstab
The blackness calls to me, but not the death you know I was meant to reap what my parents sow This will be my curse; disease I’ll always fight Not meant to belong, depression every night You think it’s easier, but your rules don’t apply I am not like you; not an ordinary guy You’re free to assume that I don’t think to try Some currents can’t be changed, so they’ll keep flooding by © 2008 Doctor Deathstab |
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1 Review Added on December 26, 2008 AuthorDoctor DeathstabDEAboutI am a new breed of poet. I write what I feel and don't give a damn what others think. I am vulgar at times, but my thinking ability goes deeper than obscenities. (Did I spell that right?) So read bet.. more..Writing
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