B700d
Why is the space
The time
We occupy
Erase
Personify
Such as a Prime
There is no factor
But one and myself
Everyone else is useless
Depraved and corrupted
Full of excuses
Heinous beasts
Despicable lot
They hunger to feast.
They are stealing our thoughts.
11-27-14
Copyright © Joel Thornton | Year Posted 2014
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