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Fuck Up

I'm a fuck up walking for ever
Towards your destruction and my own.

Its just to hard to be
What you think I should be.

Maybe your pills can fix me,
Just like they "fix" you.

Who knows...
Maybe then I will be

This perfectly tamed replica of
Innocence and naivety you've always wanted.

Maybe then,
I will once more lay back

And watch all the feet
Working their way over me.

Author notes

Im pretty much ranting.

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  • i love the way you word the entire poem.... it's very powerful and says so much!

  • the only critique I have for you is to maybe switch the words 'tamed and perfect' because I think it would flow better as 'this perfect tamed replica' other than that, don't change any thing, its great.