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Fuck The World
Fuck the world.
And burn their souls.
I only live because I’ve been told.
Where eyes are warm but hearts are cold.
Surrounded by souls.
Dead.
As alive as they seem.
Alone.
As friendly as they may be.
Fuck the world.
And burn their souls.
I only live because I’ve been told.
Where eyes are warm but hearts are cold.
Surrounded by souls.
Dead.
As alive as they seem.
Alone.
As friendly as they may be.
I loved the line "...I've been told" especially. I see loads of poems like these on postpoems, but this is one of the only ones i've read that seems to have thought or maturity about it, the ending was brilliant with the kinda call and then it just doesn't come back, cool poem =)