too much to admit so convenient to forget by Matthew Sharp its like i will but i wont i want to but i dont i think its a good idea but its too much stress to bare everytime i strip they stare til the daydream turns nightmare before fruition ignoring intuition stepping on the shadow and greed wins the battle observation mutated want views holes in it until it sinks 2 hours of premature sex 4 orgasms and i cant go next the issue was stressed to the point in which it collapses patient nuerons burn holes the synapses cauterize the journey and we live in its scar waiting for tomorrow turned into yesterday and we never try again too far away from the reality that occupies the skin underneath the skin we turn the face behind the face behind the face behind the face behind the face 11/03/2010 Author's Note: Posted on 11/04/2010 Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 11/04/10 at 02:19 AM I think this is the best poem you have written(of those that I have read). This is excellent, Matthew. Real. Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/04/10 at 01:44 PM I love the way this seems to spill out all over the place, tumble around and be completely open to the possibility of chaos. Great read. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2021 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)