Widsom

Deny all irritant
Like salt in open slit
Go on and swim in it
Like pools of guilt you spit
feel pathetic frenzy
feels better to hate than to tell
There's nothing around you
Make it up to purify your hell
Broken it dirty head one
Stinging hint like ruin and lead

Tell me words of wisdom
Pouring of your neurotic tongue
don't like this future trip
Not down with deadly clique
I'm just so decadent the only plus of less
use and regenerate
this lonely two side head
i guess just paranoid
deride pathetic
losing it dirty sense
phase of fall like i always



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Writer(s): Eric Powell
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