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The Bum Life
Contributed by
moforious
on
Wednesday, 19th March 2008 @ 02:31:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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gutter trash stench of *****
abhored by the masses
dirt caked bodies rotten teeth
the color of molasses
urban zombies, they shuffle
begging for change
some food, a quarter
it's all the same
each day we pass them
the invisible hordes
those people in society
you wish you could ignore
they are free, we are chained
to what others may think
if you don't look, they don't exist
gone in a blink
some shamble and mumble
lost in their own minds
wretched reality
shunned in life
Copyright ©
moforious
... [
2008-03-19 14:31:45] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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