Missing

Missing

A Poem by Abraxasbird
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Life, Grotesque, malignant

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I wouldn't miss it so much,
if I knew what I was missing,
On my way to the beginning.

Hunger equates blunder,
the answer is ,
there is no answer.

So can we be satisfied now,
mystified by the how,
the where, when, and why?

Poor lackluster, you found.
And now, to that answer,
you are bound,
like a cancer.

Like a cancer, you spread
malignantly,
like a cancer, you propegate
apathetically.

Your smothering death kiss,
your deeply rooted morbid wish,
begs end, wants end, creates ends.

Maybe change is too much,
maybe stagnation is just enough,
maybe living is a jest,
but what is left? Death?


© 2010 Abraxasbird



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I love it ...or diction is just awesome

Posted 2 Years Ago


undeniably, emotionally presented


Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abraxasbird

5 Years Ago

Definitely emotionally charged, Thank you for reading, reallyappreciate it
so full of emotions, enjoyed reading!

(L)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like this. It really makes me think. Nice job =]

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 18, 2009
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Tags: Life, Grotesque, malignant

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Abraxasbird
Abraxasbird

Canoga Park, CA



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