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To Be Perplexed

RareForm

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Everything will be okay,
when you wake up and you're dying,
it'll be a solidifiable excuse to begin
your mellifluous and blissful assent
into the endless ebon abyss,
to elude the melodramatic nonsense that frequents
your every morning and every night,
it was expected though,
you remember when you were young and had an imperious tendency
You often used your impetuous tocsin to train your essential nature,
so although reluctantly, sympathize old man
But the thought of your loquacious consulates
irks you beyond reason,
their ludicrous assertments and
incredible babblings of verbal diarrhea,
it's like in your mind you make the assumption
that these intolerable taut gomerals are smart enough
to understand metaphors such as wind blowing down a tree,
but you despondently digress.
You secretly covet a metamorphosis
to transform these paradoxical urchin automatons
into something presentable and sufficient to comprehensive.
Your only satiable and peremptory defense is incumbent repartee,
which on occasion, you even get bored with
Conclusively, there are lasting repercussions for said word,
and in the same sense,
they'll slowly eat away at you until you're nothing.
Perplexing to be perplexed.
 
Goddamnit, I have three hours sleep ahead of me before I have to be functional, and I can't drag myself away from this poem without replying, because damn it is a freaking amazing piece of work. Exceptional, the lyricality (is that a word?) and some of the most dextrous use of language I've seen, frankly I'm in awe. Fucking good work. :)

-plaz out-
 
RareForm said:
Everything will be okay,
when you wake up and you're dying,
it'll be a solidifiable excuse to begin


great way to start this,, amazing piece, definately a quite awaking piece, maybe this of all your poems i relate most with...

thanks lil bro just for writting it.
 
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