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MountainaLaw
MountainaLaw
American I write the darkness, and the love in me, cause that the only way i can get it out.
Oh the things that we could do If only youd give me an item or two. Start out slow then jump the speed, When i cut them up with a wacker thats made fir weeds Oh the things that we would feel, From the beating if hands to the stomp of our heels Tonight we dine in hell, we must, For that is what for our blood lusts We are one and we are two, But you dont understand the gravity do you? This is not Vergil im telling you now, My real name is Noah, you know my real name now See now is the time that it really gets scary, Cause its only the real one stop your comparing Weve planned it for years i planned on my parents, But i guess i never had the ***** it just comes with habit But the other disagreed said he only wanted the girls, But the one you seem most, his blood began to curddle Ive been homicidal, suicidal since year 6, I smoked, cut, and now tried **** just for a fix Writings my passion though thats much is true, Done with my ditty, sorry if i bothered any of you Wanna cut? thats wrong, trust me i would know, Almost lost to much to live one year in the snow Of course it wasnt me but someone else, I wont go to that story cause youll be sad in yourselves The last time a cop taught a class i was in, he asked along the lines if "anyone pointed a knife at you?" Hmmm? Ive had it a few times, one time too close, Not all of scars on my body are self inflicted yaknow, Nope not that time you see, Someone else held the blade and dragged it over me Thats the time they took my virginity again by force, But that was only time 1 before, Was it assisted suicide you ask? I was too scared to ask for help in the past, No not assisted i tell you that for sure, Cause im a survival of teenage torture Survivor not survival, i jumble my words, But now you see why my fists are now curled, Ah alas ive nothing to say, Ive no more to tell, at least no more today
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
Story of my life
Oh the things that we could do If only youd give me an item or two. Start out slow then jump the speed, When i cut them up with a wacker thats made fir weeds Oh the things that we would feel, From the beating if hands to the stomp of our heels Tonight we dine in hell, we must, For that is what for our blood lusts We are one and we are two, But you dont understand the gravity do you? This is not Vergil im telling you now, My real name is Noah, you know my real name now See now is the time that it really gets scary, Cause its only the real one stop your comparing Weve planned it for years i planned on my parents, But i guess i never had the ***** it just comes with habit But the other disagreed said he only wanted the girls, But the one you seem most, his blood began to curddle Ive been homicidal, suicidal since year 6, I smoked, cut, and now tried **** just for a fix Writings my passion though thats much is true, Done with my ditty, sorry if i bothered any of you Wanna cut? thats wrong, trust me i would know, Almost lost to much to live one year in the snow Of course it wasnt me but someone else, I wont go to that story cause youll be sad in yourselves The last time a cop taught a class i was in, he asked along the lines if "anyone pointed a knife at you?" Hmmm? Ive had it a few times, one time too close, Not all of scars on my body are self inflicted yaknow, Nope not that time you see, Someone else held the blade and dragged it over me Thats the time they took my virginity again by force, But that was only time 1 before, Was it assisted suicide you ask? I was too scared to ask for help in the past, No not assisted i tell you that for sure, Cause im a survival of teenage torture Survivor not survival, i jumble my words, But now you see why my fists are now curled, Ah alas ive nothing to say, Ive no more to tell, at least no more today
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so, been a long time since i been here. been a long time since i faked                Escape, been a long while since I've had a good time. cause I'm still scraping the bottom of every line. you see, there is a few similarities, between people and fruit, mostly cherries, you see no matter what you do, they can get battered, scarred, and bruised, and nobody wants them, so they just toss them, but they could be as sweet as can be, be the sweetest you ever meet, but another thing, those cherries, scarred and bruised, peoples too, cut them all you want it seems, they never seem to stop...                      Bleeding. they all are like us, like me. they don't. stop. whenever. they. bleed.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Cherry Stems
July 21st, the last time I did a poem.       I'm losing my creative flow,   I'm losin what I would call.                                Home....                I'm dying          In my locked cell    Behind,            Closed doors.               There is no escape.         And.                           You find yourself wonder       Is.    There.         Life.        For.      Me.      On.              This planet          Or.             The next          I run my own race                               And I come in last against myself. So riddle me this?                           Should I move the knife away                   From my neck.               Or...             Should I drag in slowly across              My.             Throat.                        You decide.        Cause I'm done helpin myself.                                     Cause I always come...                 In.        Last.        Place.
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Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 10:42 AM UTC
Last Place
For those of you, Who feel. Defeated, beaten, bested, cheated, And back stabbed. Those who can't Or refuse To stand For you. Are those. Very few. Who will Die for nothing If you don't stand For. Something You. Might as well put your head On a platter With a side. Of bread and butter. But! For those who have still fight left but can't get up I reach to you, embrace you, With. The power. I never had. These May. Seem as words But. There is a truth. That. I will help you As. Much. As. I. Can. Before. My last breath... Before.... I die...
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Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 1:45 AM UTC
Encourage These Who Can't
Well there is no scheme it seems To me To be so plainly abstract                 As this       But I put words apon a page         And now I feel it The bliss of knowing             The bliss of feelings                      The darkness of knowing this could be      Your.        Last.           Breath.   But I'm still here         You still hold me in your heart    You are my candle in the storm                  And together we embrace and consume    The darkness we fear so much
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 10:16 AM UTC
Candle In The Storm
You are the apple to my pie, the straw to my strawberry, the joint to my high, and the one I want to marry.
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:53 AM UTC
For My Love
As I lay my head to sleep, I pray The Lord my soul to keep, but if I die before I wake, I pray The Lord my soul to take, But if I don't go to sleep, I pray that I can find my peace, if I do but wake again, I pray that we will meet as more than friends.
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:51 AM UTC
Child's Rhyme With A Twist
Another day comes, Another day goes, I love you so much, I don't care who knows, I'll scream it from the mountain tops, I'll scream it and I will not stop, I'll let them know, I'll let it show, I don't care what happens, as long as your mine, I'll keep up my game until you are in time. I love you, want you, Can't live without you, I can't stand the time apart when we can't talk, But it seems like it'll happen, but lets go on a walk, We will see what we can see, Be what we want to be, Cause in my mind, my dreams, my heart, my everything, You still and forever belong to me.
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:49 AM UTC
Another Day Comes
So many sleepless nights, so many nights I had to cry myself to sleep, so many **** times, that I wish I could hear you say that you love me, So many things, So many places, I put on my trinkets and things, Every day's a new face, And It always seems to be for naught, But you are back, so I won't rot, In my hell, this cage I'm in, But now I can keep calm the beast within.
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC
Double Rhyme Scheme For My Love
I can't seem to get out of hear, I just want to disappear, Come straight for you, So that you can be happy too. I'll make a deal with the devil, Overturn all this rubble, That covers me, As you can plainly see, It gets in the way I me getting to you, And still I will somehow get through, I'll drive to you, Fly to you, Do anything to show my love t you, Is nothing but absolutely true, Cause I love you always and I feel it deep, I even love the way you squeak, It's amusing and cute, But it's better because its you, An I don't care what they say, I am yours forever baby.
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 12:49 PM UTC
I Love It When You Squeak