1 Wish

by OrangeJuicePerez   Dec 4, 2011


Sulk in shame,
defeat yourself.
You ignorant hypocrite.
Small in frame,
self pitied elf.
Cigarettes begin stints.
Rocks tend to weigh,
and weaken words dealt.
Be realistic instead of hissing sins.
What's sought will wake,
redeem earned health.
See images of synonyms.
When it all relates,
losing's sure shelled.
It's buried in a distant ditch.
Strong straws so strange,
simply won't burn in hell.
No wickedness can sit this kid.
I'm off my brain,
winning out of an adjourned jail.
These sips and hits end with this wish:
That Heaven is in distance once my non-existence is permanent.

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