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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required EARTH, FORGET MY CRIES! Groping in the Devils planet of hostilities, O' earth! Heartless hearts determined to continue with heathen greed Remember, these crumbs of conscience you savored will choke you Even as your soul wreaks torrents of verbal diarrhea Your mean mouths and choking fart pollutes the entire village stream With deadly viruses from your demented heathen harem buttocks God, how at my folly, am unskilled at the measure of my rhythm To detect this fake opulence of the earth by the poverty of her chimes But not yet, I cannot easily forget the best beasts of a bad bunch At the depth of knowing about them instead of knowing them For the trying to forget alone keeps the memories alive This struggled daily to survive the perils of Pauline-earth Worst still, earths religion bared me from sharing myself with me God, in this your blue church, the serenity of faith is confronted by heresy Then at night, the footsteps of earths evil thoughts are so noisy they awoke me Her darts pierces my pure soul and painful tears flood my bare hide God, where you could easily hear and see my naked bleeding heart Like the street talking psychopaths, I also moan as a human being Hence our last protective layer has both been peeled off bloodily Then, we are both transmitting the waves of our silent grieves That couldn't be shut off by mere foster parents of grudges and threats God, now you know why I come trotting here for breakfast Every morning and for supper, every god-sent owl hooting night To pick up crumbs of wisdom from your tasty fulfilling plate Without which God, these filthy heretics, I will not be immune So earth, forget my painful cries, it's my watery happiness Tears come more easily when I rejoice in my envied state of weakness Grief it is that without justice from your ineptitude and greed Dries the golden juices of my paradise bound aching heart desires.
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