My Arms Hurt Poem by poenee lah
My Arms Hurt
like a volcano about to spill its guts
a manifestation of the human enigma
the sickening sense of physiology spewing a
unnatural rejection
rejection
rejection
oh sweet rejection, cleansing rejection
my body doesnt ever lie to me
from einsteins theories to practical usage
reveling in validation and knowing trickery
the time finds it appropriate for a rejection
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