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Short to Phrase
Contributed by
Marrs
on
Monday, 2nd April 2012 @ 11:03:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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My compassion for humankind grows
within separation
I cringe at your flushed cheeks,
the brush of skin
Put metal and glass between me and the world
Your illiterate tongue and friendly nature...
I see this and find it disgusting
There are those I feed and give into
When you begin to depend as I so forced
Fleeing feet is the last you see of me
Issuing letters and pleas that mean little at all,
But I keep up a face, even if I know not what it says
Not accepting anything but truth
and that damned monogamy
As I give you anything but
The greatest hypocrite to ever exist
Let me bow low and proclaim
My life's one call
"The thing that ***** me off is..."
Copyright ©
Marrs
... [
2012-04-02 11:03:08] (Date/Time posted on
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