SaddestSalad - Hello Poetry

It’s may. **** territory. Other people should be here in my place, I’m reminded of past fights. This is **** territory.

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May 6, 2020

May 6, 2020 at 3:02 AM UTC

It’s may. **** territory. Other people should be here in my place, I’m reminded of past fights. This is **** territory.

May draws near. I’m reminded of my fears. That very day when life itself almost ended. I suppose I’ll sit with my beer, Breathe in the nicotine, And try to forget.

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Apr 21, 2020

Apr 21, 2020 at 8:08 PM UTC

May

May draws near. I’m reminded of my fears. That very day when life itself almost ended. I suppose I’ll sit with my beer, Breathe in the nicotine, And try to forget.

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Life is throwing stones at me, Holding me down, Suffocating me. Where’s my **** get out of jail card.

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Apr 1, 2020

Apr 1, 2020 at 12:56 AM UTC

Monopoly

Life is throwing stones at me, Holding me down, Suffocating me. Where’s my **** get out of jail card.

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My mood is like the ocean. My happiness comes and goes, Just the like the tide. My anxiety comes crashing down, Similar to the waves. Meanwhile everything seems to pull me under, Same as the water would.

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Mar 31, 2020

Mar 31, 2020 at 3:26 AM UTC

Waves

My mood is like the ocean. My happiness comes and goes, Just the like the tide. My anxiety comes crashing down, Similar to the waves. Meanwhile everything seems to pull me under, Same as the water would.

7

It was the 5th grade. I’d rock back with some paper, Crumple it up, And shout. “Kobe!” And tragically miss. Unlike the legend he never missed. Rest In Paradise.

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Jan 26, 2020

Jan 26, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC

Kobe

It was the 5th grade. I’d rock back with some paper, Crumple it up, And shout. “Kobe!” And tragically miss. Unlike the legend he never missed. Rest In Paradise.

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My horoscope claimed, Claimed that I was an explorer once, And maybe I was. Sometimes I look out to the ocean, The trees and wonder. Did I find those? Will I discover something new? Or did I explore emotions. Discover heartbreak in different lands, Trying to run away from hurt. Because sometimes, A stab to my chest feels like déjà vu.

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Jan 26, 2020

Jan 26, 2020 at 3:44 AM UTC

Explorer of Some Sorts

My horoscope claimed, Claimed that I was an explorer once, And maybe I was. Sometimes I look out to the ocean, The trees and wonder. Did I find those? Will I discover something new? Or did I explore emotions. Discover heartbreak in different lands, Trying to run away from hurt. Because sometimes, A stab to my chest feels like déjà vu.

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My joy is off and on, This Christmas is different. Something is trying to rob me. I don’t know what to say, So I’ll let my silence be my poetry.

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Dec 25, 2019

Dec 25, 2019 at 5:31 AM UTC

Joy

My joy is off and on, This Christmas is different. Something is trying to rob me. I don’t know what to say, So I’ll let my silence be my poetry.

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I get lost in my head sometimes. But sometimes, I get lost in your eyes. You’re beautiful, Wonderful, Hopeful blue eyes. The thought of you with someone else. I don’t like that. You belong with me, The stars told me.

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Dec 19, 2019

Dec 19, 2019 at 6:00 AM UTC

Love

I get lost in my head sometimes. But sometimes, I get lost in your eyes. You’re beautiful, Wonderful, Hopeful blue eyes. The thought of you with someone else. I don’t like that. You belong with me, The stars told me.

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I struggle to find the reason. Why I’m pushing though pain. Turning life, Into survival.

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Dec 11, 2019

Dec 11, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC

Idk.