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The want to write something just for you,

What need is there to see that anger through?

Fuck you you stupid bitch, go find a ditch and

fucking stay.

Lay down, don't move, just go the fuck away.

Rotten toothed crackhead, better off dead, wish

you'd play someone else instead. 

Get out of my head and leave me be; restless

tweaker, set me free.

But no, don't listen, don't even lend an

ear. 

No heart, no conscience, just paranoia

and fear. 

Skin and bone turn to dust, rotting boils

are soon to come, no longer the beauty, just

a nasty ratty slum. 

So do what you like, inhale it all, pop

it back and put up the wall.

You're not you anyway, so it will

never really matter, just go the fuck

away.

-END-

(C) D.C. Chapman 12/30/11

Broken Angel

Angel tethered, strapped
and weathered,
Wrapped in leather;
She cannot speak her
mind.
What does she find
lurking in the
dark?

Stark raving madness,
infinite pits of
sadness,
Penny for the pain
to make the stain
go away.

Angel tethered, strapped
and weathered,
Wrapped in leather;
She cannot speak her
mind.
Lost somewhere in dingy
halls; battered, broken,
blind...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman 12/1/11