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Erik Rodriguez

4/6/16

 

Poetry Slam

 

Necessity of life in the afterlife is just to be remembered right

Offer myself as a sacrifice so that i will be heard even by the deaf type

Separated from humanity already even if I’m shipwrecked

So a loyal companion’s aid into my head’s war would be appreciated,

Even if they are accidently drafted

Give me a sense of purpose because the six senses  don’t,way of life is just pitiful

My flowers are forbidden to grow from concrete,on top of my dreams an

Armory holds me at gunpoint rather be killed in comparison to be sweared

At and sentenced into a state of destitute,how could anyone have knew

Since my mask is always on,super glued on,can’t figure out who I am.two parts,

Can be used as art,in contrast for brightness my,my mind where is it I’ve lost it in

The uncharted darkness

What would I need if on a deserted island, a knife nice perfect timing to measure

How much I can walk before my neck stops bleeding and I leave the scene

Never leave evidence like the best serial killer,what’s the will for,why don’t I do it

Book would be nifty for a chance of forgetting myself and diving into an atmosphere

Never throw my emotions out because then catchers would beware

I should become someone else, shed my skin take the noose away from my head and change it to a necklace

Family would make me act on rabid instincts and just be competition if I kill them I

Wouldn’t ask for forgiveness just thanks for making me want to live less

Adam & Eve had a seed just because there was no one else insight, they admire

My faults and praise my despicableness all that aside I’d never label little bitch or

Would even ask questions since they must have good cause,why should I not jump

Off earth I ask anyone to concur yes ahh that hurts

The island could have a purpose for me I need one urgently since every stroll across

The world bleeds my body out, a bottle accounts for more truth than my independentness

First steps were associated with a neglected kid, parents catholics, they don’t care if

One fills my body with words of emptiness and the other frauds forever love kiss

Imaginative was I born on accident along with false tales of afterlife  Religions

Aren’t safe investments they’ll take my innocence like land from indians, mad that I’m living shit,what happy memories do I have to fall on whyshouldn’tIkillmyselfdotcom

I should take a new civilization murder infant babies strip women naked take no as

Yes become tired of their race take an axe and make them become extinct a effect well

Worthy of their causes, I pull out chairs catch grenades,yet they still say he ain’t shit

I should take my insanity with me

 
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