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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Death · #1628679
A poem about survival instincts.
Fuck your world
Endless motions
Moving towards nothing
Your name is failure
And your fucking disgusting
You couldn't survive
Without your
computer
i pod
google
lap top
myspace
facebook
cell phone
internet
Your pathetic
I give you two days before your eating your kids
We have become obsolete
By pushing our own intelligence
We have taken away our dominance as a species
You are only as strong as your weakest link
Hello human race
You need instinct to survive
Move and never stop moving
Never sleep just swim until you feed
Like a shark
They got it right
Eyes with no soul
That never change
DEAD EYES
When it all goes to shit
Kill yourself
Or run
Run faster than me.
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