Toil endlessly
for that sharp second of pleasure...
We doubt what people say.
we live a lie each day...
When I was a girl-I remember so well-
life seemed to be a game, it seemed to be swell...
Religious douches think
I'm going straight to hell...
Grow a beard and chop down forests
Speak our minds, you still ignore us...
I see her everyday
That silent girl...
As days pass by,
i see you growing pale and old...
You were once my good, reliable friend,
but lately you have been driving me around the...
Pretentiously poetic prose permeates
deep words espousing deep thoughts on deep...
I am the fear that you created,
Caused simply by your acts...
Memory is perdition
to the sacrosanct magician...
White clouds passing by with gentle breezes
Flowers flowing with tantalizing feelings...