You say you are braver, superior, smarter,

Your pride, ever swollen, has poisoned the air.

In fact, you are already deep in the gutter,

You've merged with the shades of the earthly despair.

Your crave for respect, much more cash, a career,

But luck's velvet fingers won't grant you a touch,

Your purpose is being in front of the rear,

You cannot believe that it costs one too much.

The same elevator, the buttons in rows

From Monday till…

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Guys, all you are good at is scolding a cop,

Yes, some of your statements have meaning, indeed,

But words with no reasons won't get you on top,

You're giving your fellows a casual feed

Of rhyming curse words that you cast out loud,

So over-inflated and false-emphasized,

You try to be brusque, and you merge with the crowd,

Your ego is stained by the fact you are biased.

You crave for a rebel, so get it all planned,

Clean out the dump in your mind…

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The cradle of despair.

The ever-winter air.

Is anybody there,

Beneath this dreadful moon

Evoking thirst for tears?

I'm screaming - no one hears.

I breathe the same old fear

That I'll be dying soon.

My soul strays and hovers,

My heart is under covers,

My lonely secret lovers -

The clouds and the sea -

Can grant me no salvation

Within my heart's temptation.

In this dilapidation

I see no way to…

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Your husband, unfaithful, and five stupid kids

Do grow the seeds of despair;

You water them amply, chain-eating with greed

Cheap sweets. Listen, quit it. Stare.

Your husband detests you. Accept it is true.

He needs ironed suits and your dinner.

However, he had kind of feelings for you

When you were much younger and thinner.

All hope is gone,

You try to flee,

You're dreaming of the deep blue sea,

Remembering your…

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You detest me. The reason is clear,

And your welcome is always so cold,

But the core of my perfect idea

Has been stolen by the whole

Heartless cruel rotten world.



You all promptly discovered the sense of surviving

And at last started thinking what means to be free.

Full of envy, consumed with mixed feelings, you're striving

For quite shallow things in the same way as me.

You are trying to open my eyes

To my being the core of the… Continue