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the Pitiful, Oblivious, Egocentric, huMan

the Pitiful, Oblivious, Egocentric, huMan

A Poem by J.T. Decker

Ignorance is Bliss

My kind are
from being rarities.

Here lies:
No Excuse
 "Please, do not
perceive my words
as one."

We do little;
what we must.

Propel our
self images
as if people
see the same
damn thing.

My kind are
It's a curse.

Do not
pity us.
We do not
have the slightest
f*****g clue.

We can not
We never will.

© 2011 J.T. Decker

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J.T. Decker
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Added on May 19, 2011
Last Updated on May 19, 2011


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