My Way Only

Sat, 11/29/2014 - 23:51 -- poop

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Have it your way.

Or instead, let’s do it my way.

Leaving you, to suffer, to fail, and

            To die.

Leaving you to run into your own

            Enigmatic maze.

The maze that will only exacerbate

            Your downfall.

The downfall that will intensify the complexity

            Of any course of emotion that runs

                        Through the organ that keeps me alive.

Instead of being librated of pain, we

            Suffer and must endure this eternal path of

Sorrow, anguish, ache, torture, agony, and torment.

Drink all the mirth that the world has to offer while you can

            Because you will soon be meeting two unfathomable creatures:

                        Rejection and Ostracism.

They will present you with six things with the same message:

Sorrow, anguish, ache, torture, agony, and torment.

We are doomed to fall short and lack happiness.

            To lack the audacity to do anything.

Or instead, let’s do it my way.

            To explore, discover, and change

                        These false accusations and prove the world wrong.

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