Ever feel dark,evil,lost in a whirlpool of hate locked in a black hole of a heart? Or, maybe you feel ugly, useless, wasted flesh rotting from emothional dispare. Anything other I can find quite alright, for I do not discriminate. Me, well I am content with my ******** -up life. It's not worth speaking of. Never has been, never will be. I can't say "no one understands". Hello, somebody has to understand! I understand ,though I am nobody, as well as
Emily Dickonson/ Edgar Allen Poe on the other hand was somebody, before he died. Not a very happy somebody ,confirmed by his work, but a somebody none the less.
To Be continued...
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