Whatever.
Whatever I put here’s gonna be shut down
Gunned down
Torn down.

It’s not the content it’s where it comes from,
Where it goes
It comes from me and goes to subpar souls
Reeking of dislike, dishonesty
All for the trade in of a tired mind.

Punishment for being used up is of the worst kind.

Kindness knows no claims here
Among fragile hearts and minds

05/08/2013

Author's Note: It's been a while Pathetic. Feel pretty pathetic now. Wrote this almost just off the top of my head. Free verse from my heart.

Posted on 05/09/2013
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