prosey poetist

these lifeless faces glare strayed from humanity in need of a fix in despair sweats protrudinginsanity some in extreme pain in rage not much an option for those lives never again turning a page veins decayed as questions arose some cant get over the past filled with resent and remorse filthy how theyre dressed no turning back from this course some cant live in their skin seeing how gently they whine life as a half concious dream needle being the ultimate fine a life as such wanting to shout senses fading skin changing hue chosing to suffer and poet poem was written for you...i look at a ginsberg book GARBAGE POETRY AND LUNATIC BABBLE. i brought it back and got ann mary instead. ww2 girl semi-biographical. anyhow out of bergs fuck em all i just waitin on ur book to be released mister comp sci zuckerberg. i can only imagine you exposing intimacy on any level with your background. seems readable. paul allen pavel idiot. acronym papi all this attention fucking shameless bastards took away important med now im sleep deprived half the week. ITS OK CUS I HEIGHT DON QUIXOTE!