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We're all a pool of corpses stiched together of the web of lies that you spit from your foul putrid mouth
I'm on here to break away from other media sites. I love to write. I used to have one of these a while ago, but I forgot my password and my emails password so I decided to create a new profile. I love to read, watch anime, as well as run. I jog 4-6 miles and I sometimes smoke 11 or say bowls of pipe weed. . My life a bit of an oxymorone. . I am attending college and majoring in creative writing; i'm pursing my passion as others see it as a hobbie and it is. I doubt I would make any money, i'm sure I could be caught in the near future dug up in some hole, writing a chemistry of non-sense that no mind can comprehend.
Most people can Say I do not belong on this site and momentarily at this stage in my life they are right. I used to be the creepy boy that people stayed away from and i've endured numerous councling sessions. I would through false tantrums because the sessions were utterly umbearable and further along the road me and father cut a deal to fool the counsler. I was diagnosed with schizophrenia and i've taken pills; these pills deluded my sense of reality, I often cought myslef indulged in the literature of my lemented elegy and thus lead of my vacant refelection that left me aniconic, apathetic, and infuriated.
I've despised flase elation. Often I come to comprehend that we are a pendantic race and refuse to accept frailty. My soul corroded to the hope of obtaining a future. . . I linger
I love sports and such. . . Ask If you're concerned.
Miss Lucy had some leeches
Her leeches liked to suck
And when they drank up all her blood
She didn't give a
Funny when the doctors
Had locked her in her cell
Miss Lucy screamed all night that they
Should go to bloody
Hello to the surgeon
With scalpel old and blunt
He'll tie you to the table
Then he'll mutilate your
Come it's nearly teatime
The lunatics arrive
The keepers bleed them all until
There's no one left a
Lively little rodents
Are eaten up by cats
We're subject to experiments
Like laboratory
Rats I've dropped a teacup
How easily they break
I'm on my hands and knees until
I pay for my mis-
Take off all your clothing
We've only just begun
We have no anesthesia
It's eighteen forty
One thing we should tell you
Before you try again
The tests are invented by
A lot of filthy
Mentally hysteric
She's failed the exam
Don't bother telling Lucy for
She doesn't give a
Damn that's nitrous oxide
For when you can't escape
They say the surgeons oft commit
A murder or a
Razor-blades are rusty
And not a lot of fun
So when they try to amputate
Your legs you'd better
Run and fetch the chemist
A patient's feeling sad
She's been in chains for ages
And she isn't even
Madness is a nuisance
And no one is immune
Your sister, mum or daughter
May become a raving
Lunatics are dangerous
And doctors are obeyed
They also go together just
Like toast and marma-
Ladies are like children
With brains the size of squirrels
Let's give a clitoridectomies
To all the little
Girls are helpless treasures
That daddies must protect
So lie upon the table
For the doctors to in-
Speculums are super
And stirrups all the rage
So spread a lady's legs and then put her
Back in to her
Cage of naked crazies
The surgeon's here to bleed
The doctors are all learned men
And some can even
Reading can be risky
For women on the verge
It only did us worlds of good
To poison, leech and
Purging is a penance
Phlebotomy's a chore
No need to sterilize the tools
We never did be-
Fore the night is over
Before you go to bed
They'll take a hammer and nail
And jam it in your
Headstones in the courtyard
And statues in the park
Are not for the insane
Just leave them rotting in the
D A R K
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