2.10 

I’m finally growing tired of writing expired sentence

I’ve recited some of what’s transpired but really nothing of any consequence

In the end

I know what to say

But it makes no difference anyway

It doesn’t matter what happens anymore here

When it all now seems so horribly goddamn clear

I’m no longer one of any nobility

In a soul so sickened with a cyclical futility

I’m tired of my own bitching and whining of injustice by expression

It’s not that I was expecting anything less than this

When this world’s just a bitch
and then you die of it

So here’s to all of this useless shit

I really could use a permanent break from it.

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