Feelings are temporary,
so they say,
but I'm sick and tired
of the way
that the Golden Ages
of private gems
are destroyed when
people like you
post them for
your own sort of ploy.
The impulse to fight you,
to call you out and blind you,
is something I'm often hiding.
The impulse
to lose it all,
and fight against
the rotation
of the planet,
is always somethin'
that I'm just waitin' for.
I adore
all the stars
who get in front of the camera
and yell how they're feeling
for under an hour.
Must be therapeutic
to unleash your power,
and my own voice compels me
to distance myself
from all you fuckin' normies,
and wish you a swell,
fiery time in hell.
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the Dawning of Rage (poetry)
الشعرThis is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should b...
