

Mocking All EMOSA Mockery of Emo PoetryMocking All EMOS
Anger is my inspiration Fury is my muse. Rage is there convincing me that I've got nothing left to lose.
Desperation seeping, The stench, it always lingers. Prying hidden hopes and dreams From my cold, unfeeling fingers.
Succumbing to the pain Of my loneliness and fears. Emotions are a burden Forcing me to cry cruel tears.
Eruptions of anguish, Leave only ashes behind. Slowly clogging what is left Of my long-enduring mind.
Isolated from my feelings, The shell of my body grows ha
Gah, and finals have started! Ugh, I've got Math and French tomorrow.
STUDY STUDY STUDY!!!
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