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You just can't change some things.
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I knew that I wasn't supposed to be here, but the bartender didn't care, and neither did I. Looking older and more mature than I was h..
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Hah, just something I did for a contest, to see just how simple (albeit powerful) my poetry could get.
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Clinking and clanking
Iron gears of society
Bend us, weld us
Make us molds of the greats
And substitute our minds
For the doctrines o..
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I remember that game
We played when we were young
Carefree and fun
Tagging the other with plastic dart guns
He’d be the genera..
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"She" gets so tiring.
Let's call her Jane instead.
Who is Jane? Good question. I could try to tell you, but how far can I go before word..
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There’s a beast, a monster
Lurking all around.
He goes and slips into the night
In the dark never found.
There's bloodshed in his eyes
Me..
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Kooky khaki colors
Strobe-trapped teal
All insist on teaming up
On how I totally feel
Kaleidoscope energy
Cherry brown eyes
Let me close my br..
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I can feel the craving
Racing up my skin
Compound this stay-for feeling
No one's going to win
Miss you every second
You are not r..
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Lying here, I cannot move nor breathe
Not wanting to be here
But I can’t leave.
Tanned white, green, and blue
Turned red b..
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