Dark Sarcasm
A Poem by Michael Knight
My Pink Floyd stage 
Stupid, Sick, Selfish students still want s**t for supper Is it the the dark sarcasm that surrounds us all? or is it simple things that just makes us wonder?
You get hooked on a fishing line, and it is painful you can try to resist and it seems futile, and it can be exhausting but why give up, why go with it I thought you knew better
Humid, Hot, Heavy I am high in my mind with a heightened sense why does this dark sarcasm surround us all? I dont need any hugs, I dont need any pills I have seen the blood on the dotted line
© 2012 Michael Knight
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Added on November 26, 2012
Last Updated on November 26, 2012
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