Hey! Suicide!
Clear the road, We're going minimal, An easy way to show we're different to the animals. Blowing things up?! What a bunch of primates they are! They might as well sit, And pick out fleas, From each other's back hair to eat. Stop! Just watch. It's words, carefully sculptured, That really gets to us, Colouring the streets with western blood, Just upsets us, It doesn't cause terror or make us start panicking, Just strengthens our resolve, Angers us. It simply makes you worthless, Even worse, It reveals your cowardice.
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Scott Farquharson had written poetry all of his life as an outlet for a very confused mind. He compiled his first book at the age of 19, \'General Thought (Book of few words)\', which was self published on Lulu.com in 2010. Following this, in 2012,...
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