Aug. 4th. 2009

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  • Life

    Aug. 4th. 2009

    The definition of persistence, plays on most innocent.
    Corruption festers all around. Yet the good never makes a dent.
    The crestfallen and the lost pay a severe cost.
    Left for dead the depraved souls, sadly lost.
    Righteous crouch of the vein. And evil, it seems
    has taken the reigns.
    It is the last day of eternity.
    blast the damn infirmity.
    Seek the light within life’s darkest tunnels.
    Follow no one’s path’s or funnels.
    As your belly begins to rumble.
    fumble for your keys.
    take on this disease.
    T’is the last day for eternity
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    SweetSatin commented on Aug. 4th. 2009

    10-26-2009

    August 4 is my birthday! And if its the last day for eternity, lets party hard!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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