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The Forgotten

prestige blundered into oblivion
your poetic mind is fucking excrement
a storm of feelings conjured up from a fantasy
I see it in every weak line you speak
you know, the ones you're praised for
exaggerated by so called artist of your peers
they love rimming asses for a little excitement
giving some kind of meaning to their boring existence
but who am I to say?
that's just my bitterness talking

I am just the forgotten
have no one to blame but myself
walked away to keep some kind of dignity
or maybe these games got boring
seems no one can take poetry for what it is
they just think they can criticize
pretending they are these poetic deities
but I say, you shouldn't have to change a thing
your poetry shouldn't be made to appease others
if it is, then it was never yours to begin with
might as well throw that garbage in the trash
but that's just my rotten view on life
speaking when not spoken to

I love the poetic pin
yet I hate the poets curse
feeding on words like a glutton
cheering on people that don't make sense
it's not art
it's not even entertaining
it's just fucking sad
but that's just me giving a fuck

what can I say
I loathe the hypocrisy
censorship from admins playing mommy and daddy
but hey, I just walked away
and that's just me not giving a fuck
just like I don't give a fuck if you like me
like I don't give a fuck if you like  anything about me
there are plenty others who do fan service
as for me...
well, just think of me as the forgotten
Written by DevilsChild
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