DisdainA Poem by Pinky
There has to be gain From all this pain Humanity is vain A disease spending disdain
Our disorder is genetic We are truly pathetic Civilized or synthetic Never wholly poetic
To change course of our fate To break our traits To find love past hate We could be great…
But hurry cause soon it will be…. Too late © 2009 PinkyReviews
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