<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=565250" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My House of Human Skin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look at me now, no uncouth wife<br>No mocking kids, no drab sex life<br>It all seems so immaterial in<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The waves of doubt that lapped my shores<br>Were quashed among the slavish whores<br>That visited my halls within<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I now have cold philosophy<br>That always comes easy to me<br>My thoughts will move forever in<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not God, I am not grace<br>Though I may have a normal face<br>I gave up being your kin within<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Emotionless, I walk these halls<br>Don't feel the need to talk no more<br>I cannot feel at all within<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One night some blacked-out faceless men<br>Took me away, I fought, I rent<br>But blood and bone were not within<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now I stare at mattressed walls<br>I can no longer walk the halls<br>Yet my mind soars on mental wings<br>Cannot be stopped by trivial things<br>I've never been confined within<br>My House of Human Skin</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matt+Pocock">Matt Pocock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=565250" data-title="My House of Human Skin de Matt Pocock" data-description="Look at me now, no uncouth wife No mocking kids, no drab sex life It all seems so immaterial in My House of Human Skin The waves of doubt that lapped my shores Were quashed among the slavish whores That visited my halls within My House of Human S..."></div> </div> </div>

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