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The Chair
The despair of knowing your just a chair
no matter what always there
there for them to sit
there for them to take a shit
always there in the same spot
there you sit, there you rot
you are inanimate object
just something else for them to infect
your just a chair, you cant feel
even when your fabric starts to peel
they tape up the rip
and continue to shit
on the chair,
that's always there
no matter what always there
there for them to sit
there for them to take a shit
always there in the same spot
there you sit, there you rot
you are inanimate object
just something else for them to infect
your just a chair, you cant feel
even when your fabric starts to peel
they tape up the rip
and continue to shit
on the chair,
that's always there
Published 9th Jun 2012
| Edited 15th Aug 2013
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23rd Jun 2012 7:45pm
Wow, perfect example on get up and live you life because as you sit away in that chair, your own life and everyone around you is following the pace of life as you rot, crumble into dust. Yes indeed, a fine example on live your own life at it's fullest because no one else is going to live it for you and another minute sitting is indeed another minute wasted that you can never get back again. Thank you for sharing. I know a few people who come to mind with this.
23rd Jun 2012 9:43pm
