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  Jun 2015 J
Jeremy
I can do it all, I can be the one
I can be the son to a father, a father to a son.
I can be the bullets to the gun, the clouds to the sun,
The solos just begun, so while you still can, run.

I can lead the way, I can be the say,
I can do the pay, the only leader to your play,
I can be okay, mask it with my bouquet day by day
I'm the one who slays, you stay and pray I'll be safe within the prey

I'm astray, I'm lost, you're blocking my way,
I'm left outcast here, a needle in the hay,
Now stop, replay and look back at the days,
Where you did the same, hey look it's starting again, touché.
Just free flowed for fun
J Jun 2015
So much work everyday,
Yet I can't back away.
So much stress,
Can't the work be any less.
Ain't making much progress
Won't reach success
Because procrastination is what I possess.
The work may depress,
Due to the amount being excess.
Is the person obsessed?
The work, I'm impressed.
Having up 'till recess.
I gotta confess,
That's right you can guess.
What you're thinking, yes.
I'm in such a distress,
Everything's in a mess.
If only the work were lesser,
Everything will be better.
Too much work, too much procrastination.
J Jun 2015
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If you aren't gonna be a peer,
I'd suggest you disappear.
Can't we all be friends
J Jun 2015
I** hate you so much,
Living with a grudge,
Over with this love,
Vanished and gotten rid of.
Even though you were great
You are now just too late.
Our love is long lost,
Unfolded the truth at last.


You were just a fake,
What a painful headache.
This feeling is unusual.
  Jun 2015 J
josin137
My poems were meant for you,
But I'm not so sure anymore.
  Jun 2015 J
Kuah Yee Han
Come on, bro, we gotta put on a show
Keep up with the flow, we're doing this so
Turn off the lights, and I'll glow (Vanilla Ice reference)
A doe is a female deer, didn't you know?

With all these words I'll be put on death row
Doesn't matter, I'll continue to grow
While kneading the dough and ploughing the snow
I'm the rhythmic Van Gogh, let's take a trip to Bordeaux

To and fro on the lyrical train, don't have no woe
I see a siren's glow, whoops, time to lay low
You're from the Skid Row? I'm not though
Thanks for being my foe, guess you've learnt you reap what you sow

No cash I owe, a rhyming kilt I have to sew... Whoa, this is going way too slow but this little gift I bestow, please hold it in escrow. That'll be the quid pro quo and here we go.
#what #is #this
J Jun 2015
Watch your words,
They'll affect afterwards.
*Just cover with some laughter
It will be gone soon after.
Just a short poem
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