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[title] => No Dignity
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[bodytext] => Every morning the nightmare begins again I look in the mirror and I see my own worst friend I feel the energy that only hating oneself can bring The rush is torment With it are the winds of shame Every sunrise the day begins with unrelenting sadness An optimist shows himself to be a sick sadist No apologies can ever make up for my grievances All this pain that I have earned has broken me down to pieces Every minute I am constantly reminded My thoughts and my actions are perpetually divided My fate has not been left to my own devices Events have been ordained and previously decided Long before the subatomic particles collided The riot incited By the mass hysteria Of people acting overly excited Every opportunity has been wasted and squandered I had everything in the world and I tossed it in the garbage Everything to live for and make myself happy Nothing salvaged Torn into shreds and burnt in the fire Torched by my touch Repulsed by me being me too much For anyone to handle A lovers scandal Leads to heartache A preamble Enough is enough Every second that passes Is one less that I have to worry about A coiled spring of anxiety I am ready to unleash on those closest to me And I have And they have sprung Towards the opposite direction Effectively running away Turning their heads And leaving me to wonder How many things I could have done differently instead Leaving me uncomfortable in my own bed A miracle they stayed for this long... The blue waters of the Nile now blood red Every girl that passes me on the street I look for your face Knowing full well you don't want to see me and consider me a disgrace A pathetic fool who took no pride in his own allotted place A man who knew not what he had until having it was no longer the case A state of flux The love rises The tides falls And all eventually fades ----- --- [comments] => 3 [counter] => 316 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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