Oh, my miserable existence.
Is it what seems to be bothering you all the time?
Oh, my horrible presence.
Is what seems to be making you upset all the time?
Oh, my loveless melody.
Is what seems to be offending you all the time?
Oh, my lifeless body.
Is it what seems to be weakening you all the time?
Oh, my harmful lust.
Is it what seems to be damaging you all the time?
Oh, my doubtful trust.
Is it what seems to be breaking you all the time?
My miserable existence,
My horrible presence,
My loveless melody,
My lifeless body,
My harmful lust,
My doubtful trust.
Oh, I could not care less.
Oh, your miserable existence
Is what seems to be bothering me all the time.
Oh, your horrible presence
Is what seems to be making me upset all the time.
Oh, your loveless melody
Is what seems to be offending me all the time.
Oh, your lifeless body
Is what seems to be weakening me all the time.
Oh, your harmful lust
Is what seems to be damaging me all the time.
Oh, your doubtful trust
Is what seems to be breaking me all the time.
It's what it seems to be like but it's not.
None of this longer exits
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Amateur's thoughts (written as poems, sonnets and short texts)
PoetryJust me and my dumb thoughts and some quotes from movies and William Shakespeare. It's clearly nothing special but it's mine, it's just as honest as it could be. It's my feelings expressed in this sort of a book. If you're gonna read this, switch yo...
