PERSONAL CONSPIRACY

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High School

I INVESTIGATE UNINTENTIONALLY

THIS INVASION OF MY PRIVACY

THE EVASIVE RESENTMENT THAT HIDES INSIDE

IS READY NOW TO OPEN WIDE



IT IS A FORETOKED OF MY "GOOD FORTUNE"

IT IS A SPEEL I CANNOT BREAK

IT'S A PESTICIDE

A KILING POTION

AND FILLS THE VOID I DID NOT MAKE



THE PATRON SAINT

THAT SETS ME FREE

IS ONE OF MINDLESS MISERY

AND THE VICIOUS RUMORS THAT MAKE ME WHOLE

LEAVE RAZOR SCARS UPON MY SOUL

Author's Notes/Comments: 

High school poetry from around '95 or '96. Not that great, but still very descriptive of my life at the time.

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I LOVE it. Very dark and complicated...takes me into this serious mood.