Poetry is for the weak
The clean and tucked in worker behind a desk
Poetry is for the lazy
The fragile breeds with a right handed hook
Poetry is for lovers
The tarnished head case kissing for heavens praise
Poetry is for the drunks
The whisky bottle slaying every train of thoughts
Poetry is for the victims
The unfortunate passer bys in a wrongly looped timeframe
Poetry is for the sinners
The guilty beings of all average liars
Poetry is for all
Just to make sense of all thoughts without visiting a madhouse

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