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eggbite
21/F/Tucson, Arizona
Hello, my friends, this is goodbye. No time for tears, no time to cry. No time to run and hide from TRUTH. It is my time to fulfill my oath. And sink into the Earth down to the KING. And goodness to the world I'll bring. And goodness to the world I'll bring.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 12:51 AM UTC
My Friends
I'm sitting at my desk after a math test And on my math test, I really tried my best, But now, thank god, I get to rest And play with my colored pencils. I feel like it's been so much time since I've written in colored pencil rhyme, But I find, it really is sublime Writing in something other than monochrome grey. As I sit and gaze at my pencil collection, I am realizing that it has turned to obsession, But there are twelve colored pencils for three stanza perfection, So, for poetry's sake, I guess it's okay.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 11:11 PM UTC
Pencils
19 dictionaries stacked on the shelf near the blackboard 19 papers i have lying on my desk 19 thoughts inside my head 19 people sitting around me 19 threads lying lonely on the floor 19 pencils scratching 19 florescent lights bearing down upon my weary eyes 19.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
19
I wish I was a kangaroo, I wish I was a clock, I wish I was the stripe in someone's sky blue sock. I wish I was a purple pig with a polka-dotted trimming, I wish I was a halibut, I wish I was in swimming. I wish I was a mutton leg or just a leg of lamb, I wish I was most anything than this dumb thing I am.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 9:45 PM UTC
Unknown
I feel blue. I feel grey. And you are bullying by the way. I have feelings, but they are hidden by my willingness for you to be forgiven. The words you say are just like spears, piercing hearts and driving tears. And, you know, you're a fool if you think you can push people around at school. You might get caught. I'm warning you. And then what are you going to do? It hurts my heart, it makes me sad. And on occasion, it makes me mad. I've known you since nursery school when it didn't matter if we were cool. Now look at what you've done, you clown. Someday your own words will bring you down.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
A Message To The Bullies In My Head: