I'm guessing you meant Deep?Oh the irony. Also, supercilious seems kind of out of place. It doesn't seem to make sense to me but I dunno, maybe I didn't get it.
Ricochet
I am a puppet
I rise inside the darkness of an supercilious soul
Desire is my unexpected mistress
Trapped inside this excrutiation bowl
Oh why? Destiny defies the very purpose
Of he who listen to a world that has collapsed
Insuficient is the love that one has given
When betrayed by fate in the friendly fire of the past
If I hadn't made me
I'd be more inclined to bow
Powers that be would have swallowed me up
But that's more than I can allow...
I'm guessing you meant Deep?Oh the irony. Also, supercilious seems kind of out of place. It doesn't seem to make sense to me but I dunno, maybe I didn't get it.
And We'll Pray, That There's No God To Punish Us.
You'll Spend 20 Years Wind Up Alone, Demented.
Oh, you got it alright, if there was something to get... Actually I just made it up at the spot, and was laughing my ass off as I did. I tried to make it seem deep, but have it actually mean nothing. I just realized...that can be considered a post-modernist poem; it lack real meaning, thus words mean nothing....
I think I did a pretty good job!
P.S. The "deap" part was intentional, thus completing this masterpiece...
If I hadn't made me
I'd be more inclined to bow
Powers that be would have swallowed me up
But that's more than I can allow...
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