The hard copy conspiracyA Poem by myEnigmathe heavenly cure...Who will be the last of the willingness negativity? Who! Who is the first to Wake up, and wait and do nothing for white coats to plot up A devious plan It is my dead Hearing rumors, And the same words that would have rhymed… Who does dare and not sit steadily? Who? To break the rules. In this world…“nobody cares” And the third who, that sinks as bad as the degeneRatings inside of me ExtenDEAD hours for theRapies,
Telling me my body doesn’t like me
ive seen the remedy, and its heavenly
cure that defiles what stands as truth.
But they are not feeling it….
Is it lazynessssss?……tisss... that doess.. dizzinesss
blindne$s by self created hazzynes$ss?
Is it silliness? or simple quickness of schemess
to get rich,
Why?
don’t you want it too cheap
Their is nothing to acquire
On what grows wild,
And freely like breath
Nothing you buried men in
But scurry out
all the hopes of death
You’re appetite has long
been over the buyer
but I say do it right
go ahead;
and sprinkle all the gold you desire,
Until you are satisfied,
for the munchies have become insufficient,
for tendencies that are higher,
oh, never ending cycle
detain what is evident
but no longer patent my pain.
the conspiracy has long been
running trough our veins © 2012 myEnigmaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 18, 2012 Last Updated on December 7, 2012 AuthormyEnigmaTXAboutI enjoy writting!! I like having friends!!! but no one under 18... or if easilly offended by stuff......@@@@☺☺@@@@ more..Writing
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