Im your martyr, Im a renegade
a ticking time bomb, about to blow
A juxtaposition, an oxymoron
a travesty at the least.
I try to be conscientious,
though not be obsequious.
the key is to atone the tyrany
but all Ive got is my pretentious
moribund apparation.
Oh well, so Im not gregarious
or even copacetic.
I try to be lucrative
but it comes out domineering.
So, esteemed adversaries I
would like to recomend
for you to mollify the anger here
in this conspiracy against me.
4.1.14.
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Poems/Short Stories/Ramblings of Mine
PoetryThis is a simple compilation of a few of the little things that I wrote and want to share because I like them. So read on and enjoy figuring out how my mind works(:
