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Poem Details
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| Title: | How do you know? |
| Author: | Josh Draeger |
| Date Submitted: | 11/18/2011 |
| Email: | zombdi@gmail.com |
| Poem: |
How do you know? How do you know for sure, that this is real? That life is what it is, and when you''re gonna go, How do you know? How do you know? I can''t be certain, but I don''t think I am. It''s my mind, messing with me, God damn! I don''t think that what there is, really is. It''s not mine, it''s theirs! It''s hers! It''s his! I don''t even know what to think anymore It''s not real, no way, it''s so fake, it''s so poor What''s wrong? It''s everything! It''s every God damn little thing! This whole God damn world is so fucked, it''s like a rusty cock ring. So, if you agree with me in some way, even small That reality is bullshit, and that it''s just we''re all Damned from the start, beginning at a fall, You can now wake up and fall on the wall. ... |