Matt Burgett


My diluted soul is drifting in the heavens
It has been cast out from all reality
Unworthy of Earth and Sun
Floating forever in a starry sea
With but one bullet left in a loaded gun
And with my soul polluted with filth
And I did this to myself
And I've been rejected by myself for reasons that make me cry
I did one thing I said I would never do
I hurt my love back then
And it's amazing I'm still alive
Because there is nowhere in the universe that my soul can thrive
So hopefully my stench does not spread
Throughout the wide gaps and crevices of the deep dark universe
Or more people will be infected
More people will be intrigued to take a look outside
More people will be confused with what I've said
And most of all
More people will eventually end up dead

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 2, 2009

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  • Tyler Red (1/2/2009 12:32:00 AM)

    I really enjoyed this, I like you're style a lot.

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