

Hopeless Generation Why the dismal darkening dirges?Hopeless Generation by ~anklesneeze
Be gone oh sounds of saddened children.
Those whose bright futures have faded dull to grey and black.
Gone is the pretty child in pink dress and curly hair.
Cut and pierced they stain their flesh,
In hopes that feeling once there might return.
Calloused is their heart polluted their head.
Gloomy Goth outcast of darkened hearts and souls.
Floral bouquets dipped in oil sludge.
Over death and pain they obsess,
Their verse is dark and brooding filled with angst.
Tendrils of rot and stench of corpses fill their nostrils.
Dead men's bones decorate their mind and breast in black and blue inky stains
The
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