[color=red]The Realization of False Perceptions [/color]

The Realization of False Perceptions

once died a thousand times
yet reborn every single day
no longer is my slate wiped clean
pain no longer washed away

sweet disdain touches me again
welcomes me back from my delusions
a world where colors distorted my true sight
a world where I was blind
a world where I ate the lies

there is no creature more vile
than a human being
diarrhea flows from all our mouths
and keeps us so unseeing

Anbu Number of posts : 403 Age : 35 Registration date : 2008-01-30

i love the gore-effect of the poem,
is this yours?
reminds me of French poet Christian Baudelaire, the style

good poem exhaustedprayer Smile

wahahah. . tnx. . bounce

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