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Free Cee a Dysfunctional Disease
this poem is dedicated to the same anonymous lady most of my poetry is dedicated to....it has nothing whatsoever to do with her but she is my muse and of late the stuph that usually stops my hands from shaking has been ineffective A DYSFUNCTIONAL DISEASE It's simply unfair each day I awake from a dream to face the negativity of yet another nightmare I live in a world where problems flourish like daisies on a bright sunlit day a place where no one can hold horror at bay I inhabit a land where peace is a rare commodity indeed a miniature universe bathed in grief and greed the inhabitants ask “can I have this but give you nothing in return?” and each being is just another soul to spurn look to the left and that which you see ain't right gaze to the right and what you find are bastards and blight I can't envision a time when this nightmare will end and please wake me only if you can guide me to a true and righteous friend the word “friendship” here ain't in the dictionary at all and each insult makes me feel two feet tall they insult my intelligence minute by minute I search for a place of ease and there ain't a bit of it in it and i'm tired but am afraid to fall asleep frightened by a secret the moon is determined to keep so I lay awake sitting upright in a chair filled with falsehoods and fear this place is like a forest burned down by a ferocious fire and the only thing you're sure to find is another fuc*ing liar so tonight i'll lay my head in a lascivious lair and wake up to another nightmare that simply ain't fair © PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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