don't look at me now with your cast down eyes
I am not your savior either and that may well be the surprise
the dying wishes for doom may be your trip in this life
where the zombies are nothing to the monsters that arise
from shame and fear and ignorant cliches
fear not my demeanor
fear not my submission now
your dick down my throat, really, it is a short way to my throat..learn math..
thank you for reading my poem for rick:)
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