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The Theory of Negativity
The theory of negativity is relevant to me, it really sums up my whole reality. I'm casually nearing the point of insanity, being out grappled by its gravity. It groped as it grabbed and dragged me to the slope, seems too bad I'm helpless to this disaster, hash tag can't cope and backstabbed by hope accelerating uncontrollably faster. I could have been the King of Kindle if I could motivate myself and mingle, but I just sit sad and I stay single, moping like I'm dopey and simple. Repeatedly sat here with this pad and pen, feeble efforts to release this sadness again. Creative expression with rhyme and reason, a mono-poet pressing ink of this winter season. Easy rhymes displease me but they express, I lay clichés feeding my level of stress, can you sense the negative air, positiveless, yeah, I force the rhyme because I'm useless. The theory of negativity is present, anxiety prevents my movement, stationary in this poetry settlement, the impact of wordplay is insignificant. There is no climax, I'm sliding with a rash, depression likes to taunt so I won't crash, it's all about the gashes it'll slash, another poem, another out lash.
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