Horrible Poem by Paolo Owens

Horrible



Needless thought of pure suffocation
Lost virgin screaming an imprecation
Deemed dead in societies beautiful eyes
That no one honestly buys
Where rough blueprints
Might shine light and give hints
Mindless pints of stupidity
Chugged with respectful responsibility
Bound to incoming disability
Pushed around
Blissful playground

Sunday, May 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: virgin,horror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 15 May 2016

might shine light.. good one.

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