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Short and sweet
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Eh, nothing special really. If this is your first reading of mine, I encourage you to check out my other, much better, writing. Thanks!
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My poems must be lies since I wrote things I no longer feel
I cannot bring love into my heart
Since the drugs keep checking up on me
They are the..
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I feel the whole-less, Physical absencesWhen writing sentencesFrom the disgusting thing that bred meThe schizophrenicI am like a noxious gas Attractin..
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You are handsome when the bowl falls clean
It busts into a thousand pieces
Did you mean it when you said, "I'm done?"
You were twice..
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The orphan became a mother in a lonely car
On the side of dirt roads she conceived two baggage
That she tugged behind her a*s
The straining weight ..
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Sometimes we find ourselves dwelling in the past. We cannot let go of things that make or made us angry, sad, or in love, but sometimes these old emot..
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Something I wrote when we lost an amazing friend and guy.
Something I wrote when I lost my best friend.
Something I wrote when I lost the one I kn..
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To hate yourself more and more through the eye of your motherTold to shackle up in a keep-quiet dungeon,He has made it hers with the plants and trinke..
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The Bum has no shameNor the evening to careNo family, nor friendsHis feet dirty and bareA chewed up burgerMelted slush in StyrofoamBeneath the swelter..
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