Misses Disease

February 16, 2009
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Please misses disease
your nimble fingers, withered from days of aching and whining
oh please misses disease
all of my love is found vicariously
from lovers and the way they touch
all of my sardonic humor will last me no longer
for i am the being i've come to despise
I am the man whom all should not converse with
I am the man who is alone in the universe
so please misses disease
take me
kill me
but come with me
so, at least
you and I shall live out eternity
me, and you
you and me
I shall be devout to thee

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LuvKirstyn14 said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 12:55 pm
i think that this poem has a very deep, underlying meaning to it. good job !
ANDREAX0OX18 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 17, 2010 at 10:41 am
this is a poem that you have to disect to find its meaning. i really like it! :) it's intriguing.
dot.! said...
Mar. 2, 2009 at 3:43 am
thats juvenile?? well i loved it! i want to read more!! please check out my poem too, its TeenInk.com/raw/Poetry/article/86470/Somewhere-Away/ thanks!!
xjustlistenx said...
Mar. 1, 2009 at 6:14 am
it may not be shakespeare (or in your words juvenile :D) but i thought it was really good it had a nice vibe to it id like to see what other poems you have written
jellyinthesky said...
Mar. 1, 2009 at 9:54 am
i am in love with this. if this is the juvenile side of your work, i wait in anticipation of the rest.
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