My stomach can’t take any more
I wonder what is it keeping in
The booze
Or the food
And all the emotions I can’t express
Suppressed too much in my heart
They can’t take no more
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zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
I read, related
a little of the suppressed rage
I keep hidden, deep within
peaked out and shared with you these feeble words, in reply
forgive me, dear Poet
(filled-up
tired of all the debris
that they squeeze in
whenever, we go to take a bite
of life
stuffed, without giving consent
not even afforded the respect
of a murdered, turkey
yet they shirk their shoulders
telling us
that's how it's always been, we just
need to accept
but
a few, in every generation
ask why
why, must we accept
who the fck gave you the right
to force feed me, those bitter
pills of life
how about, we all just spit it back
out
and smile, through the poison
they've warped our minds with
choose, to cherish our lives
despite it all!
then what? what new way
will they design to mess with us
...)
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