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A Truly Beautiful Soul

An outstandingly unpleasant man: crude, immoral, vulgar, senseless. One who cheated and stole from his friends and pissed on their carpets. He snored and his mind was forever lost in irrational fantasies.

The kind of sordid, destitute narcissist, who can’t deal with simple problems in a relationship, and when things aren’t going his way, would be determined to lie around on his friends couch feeling his ass grow until things turned themselves around. An underfed jackass and tapeworm in the intestinal track of society. He is a somewhat clever man though has always been content with his wasted and anti-climatic existence.

Everyone puts up with him despite their masked detestation of his presence; despite that he is a man who doesn’t really care what other people think of him and doesn’t attempt to conceal his true feelings towards a person in order to protect their feelings or his own non-existent guilty-conscious. A friend’s feelings or well-being don’t make any difference to him, as a friend doesn’t mean anything to him.

An arrogant jerk who generally hasn’t eaten in five days, his worth as an individual, as to the society he lives in, is not great.

There’s not much else to say about him that hasn’t already been said before, as there’s really just not much to say about him period.

Author notes

A loving dedication to my character Lawrence Varlot of Shame of Life & the WOS series.

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  • KnightOfTheRose gold member
    November 10, 2007

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    Wow "The kind of sordid, destitute narcissist, who can’t deal with simple problems in a relationship" really strong as was the rest of the poem! Great write! Keep on penning!


    -Steve-


  • PrabhuDayal Khattar silver member
    November 9, 2007

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    A friend’s feelings or well-being don’t make any difference to him, as a friend doesn’t mean anything to him.


    Indeed a thought provoking piece and making us to ponder about the depth of the issue raised here..well done and the image raised about that man is quite powerful subject to ponder..still we all are diffrent and the experience of is also different..but this is indeed a poem to make under5stand this peculiar life my friend..thanks for sharing well done..


  • Rebekah-Ann silver member
    November 8, 2007
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    Enjoyed this immensely!
    Great write!

    Becks