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john-reilly
Falling apart
Houses Houses Cars Mortgage Kids All of the Reasonable Things that We did For security And for doing what’s right Be a good Husband Be a good Wife Defer happiness For another day Hope For good Luck Gamble away When love Turns to lack And attack attack I must persevere So much on My back For me To stand up And say It’s not ok For you to Erupt Ignore And dismiss me Away Would be me being Selfish So I struggle on It’s not about me This isn’t my song Stay in discord Life is but chore Swallow my pride Learn not to Cry I signed up for this So I have to stay In a home Without warmth Joy Stripped away Someday luck Will change And bestow Upon me The happiness Joy And love that I need Maybe they’ll change Or they could leave me Someday they’ll die Then I’ll be free To finally collect The love I deserve If only I had Any reserves You say I’m too old To gamble on Crazy love Then why do You do this I’ll tell you Because Your mind knows You’re trapped It concocted this plan With you unaware You’re making a stand A light in the dark You shone unto me Your winning number In the love Lottery 1-617-852-0041 Call me Now.
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Aug 28, 2021
Aug 28, 2021 at 5:05 PM UTC
Love lottery
Though we may only meet in a dream it is for now enough it seems but some day i would really like to touch your skin in the real life until that day does come to be you’ll be the only one for me
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:40 PM UTC
dream
Time bomb That I am on It’s all me I’m a mess Cannot cope With all the stress The drugs The disease Or childhood It’s just me I am no good It’s my fault I am to blame Playing stupid children’s games Wishing I could just might Touch a soul and save a life So that I may save my own Duplicity I’ve got two phones Broken man Broken home Broken wife Cannot do this life stuff right But I can write a lovely poem Never leave it well enough alone
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:40 PM UTC
time bomb
Traffic is coursing Thru the central artery A view that’s sliced off It’s all that I see But I know the flow How it pours Into town Filling these buildings I see all around Window upon l Windows On view here For me I see Pain I see suffering humanity I don’t want to go I don’t want to stay I don’t want to hide Day after day Shuffling around Scared to make a sound Take mirame 3x a day Watch the boy moved In some freakish way Twitching about Like some clockwork man And the question Asked daily is Do you have a plan
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:39 PM UTC
a plan
warm winds come and tickle at my frozen skin a taste of what might be a vision of salvation if they could only see would they not storm and howl and lift me out help me fly though all this doubt
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:38 PM UTC
doubt
I am what was given and what was taken away what was joyously received and unceremoniously  discarded I am trash that was once treasure I am what needs forgetting the regretting a story redacted its final act retracted by a kind stranger who saved me from the brink
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:33 PM UTC
erasure
writers block sooner or later it happens to all of us a story ends without an ending words fall having no where to go they will do no harm nor will they do any good let’s speak of it no more ghost in machine
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 7:30 PM UTC
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at 4 A.M. you do these things they become habit eating in the middle of the night waking up as routine contemplating your plight contemplation of you what you do in the middle of the night is that really you or a symptom or side effect did you choose the road here or is it a neurological pathway a chemical imbalance a plaque to your horror at 4A.M. contemplating taking things apart or are they taking apart you
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May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 7:54 AM UTC
taking apart
Words A thousand of which Crash Trying to escape from my Jumbled head Only to be Trapped In my mouth Until pressure Bursts them to Spill Upon the table For my epiphany I hate puzzles
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Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
Poor fit
Monochromatic monotony An absence of color I fade And fall back to The familiar Unknowingly Is it comfort Or complacency To find myself altogether Alone Staring at the sea A life spent Bottling feelings So that I might stay Afloat Has left me but a vessel With neither heart nor note
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 4:46 AM UTC
Drown