Boys,
with their arrogance, cultured taste and slop,
More filth than filth can allow,
in a pigsty, confounded by their twisted tails,
The female aesthetic is going nowhere,
and nowhere more so unpleasing towards the eye,
Girls,
with their hopeless attitudes, gut wrenching self pity, and dribble,
drooling over male anatomies, chins struggling to keep high,
in a world where natural selection is the opportunistic lifestyle,
And Bitching smears lipstick over smashed martini glasses.
Repugnant and ugly to the core from the inside
Humans, where did we ever go wrong?
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Poetry. Dark.
PoetryThis collection of poems is dedicated to anyone who has tried to live but events have led them astray It is a mix of dark, somewhat rediculous and poems of the heart, all written to help myself get through the last couple of months Some of these poe...
