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Jeremy Betts May 12
I'm a man of my word
Completely unreliable
You've probably heard
If you know me you'll know it's undeniable
I'm talking all of it, not a third
Like how Christians view the Bible
Even though they know it's absurd,
Otherwise they'd be way more scared
But with me it's actually believable,
You can see everything's unachievable

©2024
Jessica Head Apr 29
Living in all these hotels sincen 2023 Christmas eve
Makes me hate men.
Like seriously men **** their children & sometimes I hear women getting beat up. Like ***.
This one time I was was tweaking real bad but I know this was foreal this guy on the floor above our room. He beat up his gf and ***** that kid infront of her. And. Like it happened every day. That kid was crying and when room service came by he ******* that child kept he/she fukkn quiet in the bathroom.
What the **** is wrong with sick men.
I know I tweak alot but I kno it's for real **** that's going on.
Most of the time I am on one and tweaking, chilling in the bathroom all fukn night most times half the time. I hardly get outside. I'm always with myself N MY babies. I look out for my children alot. And have cameras almost in every corner in my bedrooms everywhere I went to make sure they don't open the doors and don't get touched.
*** I LOSE MY MARBLES
Some days when **** gets to me.
Bekah Halle Apr 9
Add voice to my poetry,
Don’t fear how you sound.
Feel the rhythm of my soul,
Open your mouth and shout it aloud.
It might start quiet,
Or even as a small squeak?
You’ve hushed it for too long,
Pull your hands back, so you can finally speak.

Your words might fall on deaf ears,
But don’t be discouraged;
The beat can’t be silenced,
Trust, try, and let yourself be encouraged.
Speak the words you’ve longed to say,
Just like a new language,
It might take a while to master,
But don’t give up, grow in courage.

Learn from others,
Be ok to fail.
T’is a season of new things,
And this path will turn into a trail.
Feel the beckoning, His yearning, and His delight,
Be willing, open your heart.
Play, see, taste, and I say again, trust.
Don’t rush or mourn, it’s just the start!
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