A Ponzi Scheme

by Nobody   Jul 8, 2010


Time leaves a footprint
upon our lovely faces

years of playing brutal games
leaves the predator crippled

reality is so disfigured
and the senses are caged

anonymiously wishing
to become the prey

stroking our weapons
waitng for the day

when dying will become easier
instead of just driving us insane

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  • 13 years ago

    by DreamingOutLoud

    This poem is dark yet somehow hopeful, somehow.

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