Pollute my eyes with pretty things So I can't see ugly anyone Raise me like a closed opinion Praise me like someone ignored Love the mind of your computer When you embraced by his glow Show me something I am not Show me what's beautiful
Pollinate the machines make them your lover Turn your back on all things green for what you discover Enslave us all by ourselves Glutony is such a bother Razorblade bath put on the shelf While mutant eyes recover
Alien enviroment leaves nothing to control Inside my mind is where I went a place most will never know Survival becomes violence as ugliness takes it's toll Prescrition for the human cell the perfect animal
gypsyheartSouth coast of KwaZulu Natal, KwaZulu-Natal South AfricaOct 28, 2009
A lot of your poems make sense to me after i read your Psoriasis ecm1013.I can understand the intensity in expressing yourself so strong with metaphors-brilliantly written
I write by only by how I feel, sometimes I don't even understand my poems until I have gone through that phase of emotion. All my poems are an attempt to understand myself more clearly. Thank you for all you wonderful words gypsyheart.
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ecm1013.I can understand the intensity in expressing yourself so strong with metaphors-brilliantly written