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...no soul
By dreadlox33
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...no soul
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Poor lonely school boy.
No friends...no laughter;
Nothing to trade.
Caloric obsession.
Nike assassins...ridicule...torment.
Silver spooned bullies
Courageous in numbers.
Surrender... survival.
Psychosocial mneumonic.
A heart wrapped in thorns.
Suicidal temptation.
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Poor lonely bastard.
No praise...no laughter;
No one to play with.
"You're stupid...you're fat!"
Kittys head doesn't swivel;
And now mommies angry...
Say a prayer just for kitty.
Closet reprisals...
Dark and familiar.
Gods grace concealed.
Daddys got a gun...somewhere.
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Workplace incompetent
...menial duties;
No goals...no laughter;
No talking.
Misanthrope posture;
Chocolate bar lunches;
Absence, denials...
Lies and excuses.
Disturbing rebellion...
Microwave concoction;
Rodent detonation.
Swift termination.
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Outcast acceptance.
Simian lifestyle...hygienic alien.
No esteem...no laughter.
No job...no one to love;
...no soul.
Ostracized deviant;
Immoral leper.
Wombed closet comfort...
Misogynist psyche.
Newspaper headlines
Clipped from the paper;
"WOMAN FOUND MURDERED"
...Mommies head doesn't swivel!
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~ ....ian
~ 7-19-02
~ dark poetry
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Copyright 2014 dreadlox33
Published on Tuesday, March 4, 2014.
Filed under: "Depressed" and
"Graphic Art"
Comments on "...no soul"
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On Monday, June 22, 2020, FenriristoXic
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wrote:
I like the 'head doesn't swivel' adds a little spice to it. Great job!
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On Monday, January 14, 2019, Jonas Robinson
(848) wrote:
I like the blinking image that you put before this poem. And, it was a great idea for a poem. It reminds me of The Simpsons episode where Bart sells his soul to Mill House. Good stuff. :)
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On Friday, February 10, 2017, cogitative
(88) wrote:
and like a bomb he exploded
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A former member wrote:
I feel like this goes through the stages of life of things getting worse, great write
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