Meta - Hello Poetry

Sisyphean task, (i find myself in) maybe that's the human way, (can't escape, can't escape) stubborn, stubborn to the pain (conscious growth is worth the wait) drift away, drift away (drugs will numb my pain) what if we all died today, (no more horror, eternal flame) no more evil, no more pain, (to mend the men of broken homes) from abusive childhoods once known (to lead them on a better path) away from envy, away from wrath, towards brighter futures and better tomorrows away from pain, away from sorrow,

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Jul 24, 2020

Jul 24, 2020 at 5:34 AM UTC

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IgrIefI

Sisyphean task, (i find myself in) maybe that's the human way, (can't escape, can't escape) stubborn, stubborn to the pain (conscious growth is worth the wait) drift away, drift away (drugs will numb my pain) what if we all died today, (no more horror, eternal flame) no more evil, no more pain, (to mend the men of broken homes) from abusive childhoods once known (to lead them on a better path) away from envy, away from wrath, towards brighter futures and better tomorrows away from pain, away from sorrow,

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We are slaves to the past, built off the shoulders of giants, our ancestors, credit given to God, when shall we learn?

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Jul 12, 2019

Jul 12, 2019 at 8:45 PM UTC

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Ignorance

We are slaves to the past, built off the shoulders of giants, our ancestors, credit given to God, when shall we learn?

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Like Woody in the ocean in Toy Story 4, Inanimate toys become reality, While reality deteriorates into inanimatonomy Disintegrate the h8, Peace is (never) too late

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Jul 10, 2019

Jul 10, 2019 at 8:32 PM UTC

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m====m

Like Woody in the ocean in Toy Story 4, Inanimate toys become reality, While reality deteriorates into inanimatonomy Disintegrate the h8, Peace is (never) too late

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Smoke a spliff Scratch and sniff Worlds apart But you’re in my heart Or at least my head

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Jun 30, 2019

Jun 30, 2019 at 2:17 PM UTC

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Dreams

Smoke a spliff Scratch and sniff Worlds apart But you’re in my heart Or at least my head

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hands turned painters, odd too odd, absurd zoooooooooooooooooooom gone what is it "you fucken druggo"-Sassy

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Jun 12, 2019

Jun 12, 2019 at 4:48 PM UTC

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Whack!

hands turned painters, odd too odd, absurd zoooooooooooooooooooom gone what is it "you fucken druggo"-Sassy

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Falling in love with writing is a curse, and i dont want to be cursed, but then again it's not my choice maybe it's important, maybe it's nothing, my only advice is to think, about everything have fun 888

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Jun 12, 2019

Jun 12, 2019 at 4:45 PM UTC

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Accursed

Falling in love with writing is a curse, and i dont want to be cursed, but then again it's not my choice maybe it's important, maybe it's nothing, my only advice is to think, about everything have fun 888

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my poems dont make cents, dollars, checks, nor benefits into the void, or a moment of surprise hey maybe one day youll under(stand alone)

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Jun 12, 2019

Jun 12, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC

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Solitude or greatness (nothing in between)

my poems dont make cents, dollars, checks, nor benefits into the void, or a moment of surprise hey maybe one day youll under(stand alone)

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Too abstract, waffle ball bat why rhyme? I need dimes broke, no hope Move forth- the man i ought stan stuck stuck stuck no plaques cycle ] high brain, why brain rap rap rap rap rap rap rap triple frag

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Jun 12, 2019

Jun 12, 2019 at 4:39 PM UTC

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growTh

Too abstract, waffle ball bat why rhyme? I need dimes broke, no hope Move forth- the man i ought stan stuck stuck stuck no plaques cycle ] high brain, why brain rap rap rap rap rap rap rap triple frag

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Descartes wax, a dab strain, take away the pain of yesterday, Sour LSD, inside of me, a poem but a second, maybe forever? til tomorrow or yesterday

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Jun 12, 2019

Jun 12, 2019 at 4:36 PM UTC