guy - Hello Poetry

I've been shaken, lost, mistaken, taken from place and been stripped of figurative speech. Like thieves that didn't bother to leave, waiting for you to catch them, wanting you to believe them. Try to catch hold of yourself amongst the anguish; long trips cause such exhaustion, but it's inevitably reassuring to hear thAt All things must pass. It took much, but has given more! I love you all.

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Jun 23, 2015

Jun 23, 2015 at 5:17 AM UTC

Long time, Still comin'

I've been shaken, lost, mistaken, taken from place and been stripped of figurative speech. Like thieves that didn't bother to leave, waiting for you to catch them, wanting you to believe them. Try to catch hold of yourself amongst the anguish; long trips cause such exhaustion, but it's inevitably reassuring to hear thAt All things must pass. It took much, but has given more! I love you all.

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don't give me that "I'm licking the sky right now" ,stuck in the know how, -:::////::::::((()))::::::\\\\:::- !!!clickclick-pow!!!! ===. === wow to that performance oh by the way did you notice; Kids care. He.. enjoyed himself greatly better than a usual exaggeration or.. possibly... love? whatever was better when you were drunk long faces and expensive decorations cut throats and black jacks waitin for your hips to sway play the molded clay

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 9:44 PM UTC

where'd that dog go?

don't give me that "I'm licking the sky right now" ,stuck in the know how, -:::////::::::((()))::::::\\\\:::- !!!clickclick-pow!!!! ===. === wow to that performance oh by the way did you notice; Kids care. He.. enjoyed himself greatly better than a usual exaggeration or.. possibly... love? whatever was better when you were drunk long faces and expensive decorations cut throats and black jacks waitin for your hips to sway play the molded clay

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anxious to change myself anxious to get where I want to be anxious to have people see the colors I see anxious to become more anxious ...give me another line I'm fine... rough night planned full of plight and anxious strife

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC

knotting to say

anxious to change myself anxious to get where I want to be anxious to have people see the colors I see anxious to become more anxious ...give me another line I'm fine... rough night planned full of plight and anxious strife

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they call me they want to see me they want to know I'm not dead what's so bad about death, it's the new fad no need to be sad Just keep waiting for me to make it big honeybee I'll be one day. you won't have to marry that man you won't have to clean his mess you won't have to call to know my plan you won't have to wait for my death float by my side, get busy our name will be in lights, stay ***** and I'll be kissing the spot near your waist tonight

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 12:05 PM UTC

but still

they call me they want to see me they want to know I'm not dead what's so bad about death, it's the new fad no need to be sad Just keep waiting for me to make it big honeybee I'll be one day. you won't have to marry that man you won't have to clean his mess you won't have to call to know my plan you won't have to wait for my death float by my side, get busy our name will be in lights, stay ***** and I'll be kissing the spot near your waist tonight

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as I was asked to think on women to which whom I would call a muse, there was a loud shuttering ClaK! still to think on, only few women to choose. who could I say? a love scorned a torch that still burns. or the ***** the turned my gut and left me ClaK!!! "Why should I care for my outburst enflared, this mess in front of me isn't fair!" why is this my problem? when all I want to do is have a little self-reflection bath in the morning air. Why can't you have your time to judge yourself and tear your own ego apart, everyone else in your life has taken a piece, take un-biased look at your melancholy and you mite find it's terrentially inconsequential .

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC

watch your melancholy

as I was asked to think on women to which whom I would call a muse, there was a loud shuttering ClaK! still to think on, only few women to choose. who could I say? a love scorned a torch that still burns. or the ***** the turned my gut and left me ClaK!!! "Why should I care for my outburst enflared, this mess in front of me isn't fair!" why is this my problem? when all I want to do is have a little self-reflection bath in the morning air. Why can't you have your time to judge yourself and tear your own ego apart, everyone else in your life has taken a piece, take un-biased look at your melancholy and you mite find it's terrentially inconsequential .

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I'd like to catch you on the darkside of the moon or was the dark end of the room under the bed where all your wanton song needs are between rock n roll rooms and un-tidy dwelling tombs fulfilling someone eles's dreams tonight? that's alright, my mind found another dropped beat.

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 9:46 AM UTC

Ha

I'd like to catch you on the darkside of the moon or was the dark end of the room under the bed where all your wanton song needs are between rock n roll rooms and un-tidy dwelling tombs fulfilling someone eles's dreams tonight? that's alright, my mind found another dropped beat.

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tune the distortion fine press sound waves to a gentle roll colored vibration, and not from a gun the end of despair and unconscious love is near. StandFast my friends, remember, "with the power of soul any thang is possible", and if you loved the stars as much as I you mite understand my plight. The Cosmos dance and we act for romance, but let us sing! With Music I Can Die Because Truly All Is By My Side

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC

wanna help?

tune the distortion fine press sound waves to a gentle roll colored vibration, and not from a gun the end of despair and unconscious love is near. StandFast my friends, remember, "with the power of soul any thang is possible", and if you loved the stars as much as I you mite understand my plight. The Cosmos dance and we act for romance, but let us sing! With Music I Can Die Because Truly All Is By My Side

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I wouldn't try to fit you in a bottle I've tried to get rid of you in my bottle Every last drop you helped swallow and for every one to follow out of my bottle Sweet mescaline soaked in ivory how now who got lost smiling Tasted like it came from my bottle and the irony that pored into a puddle of "why?" I don't even like to drink.

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May 27, 2015

May 27, 2015 at 9:13 AM UTC

bu...

I wouldn't try to fit you in a bottle I've tried to get rid of you in my bottle Every last drop you helped swallow and for every one to follow out of my bottle Sweet mescaline soaked in ivory how now who got lost smiling Tasted like it came from my bottle and the irony that pored into a puddle of "why?" I don't even like to drink.

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So move my brain Strike me there, across the plain Where buffalo reign, heavily Strong, steadfast, incredibly, Not vain.

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Mar 26, 2015

Mar 26, 2015 at 8:40 AM UTC

So move

So move my brain Strike me there, across the plain Where buffalo reign, heavily Strong, steadfast, incredibly, Not vain.

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Waiting for the sun in the morning blunderbusstop eye lids and red lips Couldn't hide her hip's sway The way a ***** plays in the moonlight. What a sight . I'm hurt I've been cursed, the wind won't take me It seems to be bleeding Exquisite taste in rich sarcasm Won't you take this ****** away from me before I cave. In another ceremony we both lived and cared for the earth, Unbroken. "The winds not blowing your direction anymore baby?" Maybe I just dropped my sail.

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Mar 25, 2015

Mar 25, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC

You didn't stay up for me

Waiting for the sun in the morning blunderbusstop eye lids and red lips Couldn't hide her hip's sway The way a ***** plays in the moonlight. What a sight . I'm hurt I've been cursed, the wind won't take me It seems to be bleeding Exquisite taste in rich sarcasm Won't you take this ****** away from me before I cave. In another ceremony we both lived and cared for the earth, Unbroken. "The winds not blowing your direction anymore baby?" Maybe I just dropped my sail.

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