Emily's remedy

Emily's remedy

A Poem by Op.T.o0T
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Something I wrote

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They call it sitting around I call it dying slowly
Cat calls and frantic teeth the last isn't showing
Fist fight and heavens high but hell isn't lonely
Your mad you can't remember if you did then why cant you show me
I ain't mad I understand you like to torment I recommend you read a book it's better than then I swear to God it's better than then
They call it getting even I call it learning slow
now that the hungry ain't eating the rich can reep what they sew
And god doesn't love you like I do god wants you asleep
Well now that you ain't sleeping what time do we leave
They like to call me crazy they like to get me stoned pick my brain and break my bones
They say crazy is lazy I'm crazy like Jimmy hayze be I'm whistling at Haley and she can't cross the road
Sticks and stones scrap metal and stone beverly knows awake just to fall asleep and I'm begging to leave gonna save my money and leave gonna sing around my sleeve gonna sew JUST what I reep loves gonna seep gonna seep right out of me and your gonna see
And they call it growing older I call it seeing time we ain't gotta grow older if we get ourselves inside
god made your persona god made your quick wit I can see you shining that's what I got to give
So I guess I'll see you later while I'm here to see I don't wanna leave you but I know I gots to leave

© 2023 Op.T.o0T


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Added on November 22, 2023
Last Updated on November 22, 2023