marco-batista - Hello Poetry

The persistence Of this gloomy eyed beauty Smooth sailing out to sea Where do you want me It's your decision honey In my reality or yours Bad habits Will We ever get this right Bad habits Faded out of sight Señorita I'm flying and knee deep So let's hold hands And get back down

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Oct 5, 2016

Oct 5, 2016 at 10:55 AM UTC

Habits

The persistence Of this gloomy eyed beauty Smooth sailing out to sea Where do you want me It's your decision honey In my reality or yours Bad habits Will We ever get this right Bad habits Faded out of sight Señorita I'm flying and knee deep So let's hold hands And get back down

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Love is flooding my body, it's a strange feeling. I'm entrenched in vulnerability , every word held hostage. I was always running away from it , scared of it controlling me, scared of it destroying me. This time I'll dive into it with every inch of my being. I will soak my decisions in this emotion. I hope she doesn't know that she can **** me. Drop me from the heavens to faceplant in the concrete. That she is my vice, the one that rambles consciousness, scrambles my soul. **** a rock ,she's my mountain.

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Aug 30, 2016

Aug 30, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC

FML

Love is flooding my body, it's a strange feeling. I'm entrenched in vulnerability , every word held hostage. I was always running away from it , scared of it controlling me, scared of it destroying me. This time I'll dive into it with every inch of my being. I will soak my decisions in this emotion. I hope she doesn't know that she can **** me. Drop me from the heavens to faceplant in the concrete. That she is my vice, the one that rambles consciousness, scrambles my soul. **** a rock ,she's my mountain.

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This is the perfect scene A man with a siliconed personality A woman with a siliconed body This is the perfect scene People validating themselves through a handheld device. The environment taken hostage under our pollution. This is the perfect scene.

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May 2, 2016

May 2, 2016 at 11:17 AM UTC

Perfect scene

This is the perfect scene A man with a siliconed personality A woman with a siliconed body This is the perfect scene People validating themselves through a handheld device. The environment taken hostage under our pollution. This is the perfect scene.

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I see the horizon change when her eyes dry. She's made of constellations. I hold her soul with the deepest devotion. The world hurts when she hurts, thunder and tropical storms. Religion is a product of her.

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Apr 26, 2016

Apr 26, 2016 at 10:48 AM UTC

Her

I see the horizon change when her eyes dry. She's made of constellations. I hold her soul with the deepest devotion. The world hurts when she hurts, thunder and tropical storms. Religion is a product of her.

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Lying lives more then living nowadays, Tedious times are the tormentor. Moments passing minute by minute, Never enough for the naturally ordinary. Self-denial and delusions are deemed reality, Irrational ideas seem more than illusions. Loving loosely has become everyone's legacy, Awake yourself, become aware of me. Emotions are at a pinnacle. I'm bursting with lust for self adulation. Don't ever attach yourself to external gratification. She's caught in the crossfire of my self destruction.

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Apr 26, 2016

Apr 26, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC

Self Adulation

Lying lives more then living nowadays, Tedious times are the tormentor. Moments passing minute by minute, Never enough for the naturally ordinary. Self-denial and delusions are deemed reality, Irrational ideas seem more than illusions. Loving loosely has become everyone's legacy, Awake yourself, become aware of me. Emotions are at a pinnacle. I'm bursting with lust for self adulation. Don't ever attach yourself to external gratification. She's caught in the crossfire of my self destruction.

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She's the habit I can't break. My collective consciousness can't seem to collaborate with the world unless she's in it. She's in the depths of my being, simmering just above the boiling point. I have a maturing addiction to her, a mental hypnosis that lightens my darkness. She's the habit I can't break.

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Apr 25, 2016

Apr 25, 2016 at 8:06 PM UTC

Psychosis

She's the habit I can't break. My collective consciousness can't seem to collaborate with the world unless she's in it. She's in the depths of my being, simmering just above the boiling point. I have a maturing addiction to her, a mental hypnosis that lightens my darkness. She's the habit I can't break.

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The manner of her tongue was a bit antiquated, yet her personality was heretical, rejecting traditions. She is an ingenious paradox and I'm a little abashed to say that I'm in a state of extol. However I came to the consensus that I will safeguard her inaudible heart, scorn every hint of dismay, and feed it to the vultures. I have jettisoned my own grotesque nature, for she is my alleviation. It might sound querulous, but she is the pinnacle of my languished existence.

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Mar 31, 2014

Mar 31, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC

Pheromones

The manner of her tongue was a bit antiquated, yet her personality was heretical, rejecting traditions. She is an ingenious paradox and I'm a little abashed to say that I'm in a state of extol. However I came to the consensus that I will safeguard her inaudible heart, scorn every hint of dismay, and feed it to the vultures. I have jettisoned my own grotesque nature, for she is my alleviation. It might sound querulous, but she is the pinnacle of my languished existence.

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Lying lives more then living nowadays, Tedious times are the tormentor. Moments passing minute by minute, Never enough for the naturally ordinary. Self-denial and delusions are deemed reality, Irrational ideas seem more than illusions. Loving loosely has become everyone's legacy, Awake yourself, become aware of me.

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Jan 22, 2014

Jan 22, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC

Where's the Coffee

Lying lives more then living nowadays, Tedious times are the tormentor. Moments passing minute by minute, Never enough for the naturally ordinary. Self-denial and delusions are deemed reality, Irrational ideas seem more than illusions. Loving loosely has become everyone's legacy, Awake yourself, become aware of me.

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Feels like I'm fighting forever with these demons Underestimating the toll it's having on my body Can't let complications control me, just confuse Killing the negativity could resolve this Make me realize what I'm worth Excite me with the possibilities Harass me with profound positivity Accept my unpredictable atrociousness, Realize, realistically, that I can love. Dance with my emotions, set me free.

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Jan 19, 2014

Jan 19, 2014 at 11:03 AM UTC

Pervert

Feels like I'm fighting forever with these demons Underestimating the toll it's having on my body Can't let complications control me, just confuse Killing the negativity could resolve this Make me realize what I'm worth Excite me with the possibilities Harass me with profound positivity Accept my unpredictable atrociousness, Realize, realistically, that I can love. Dance with my emotions, set me free.

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Life's pleasures painfully pass leaving, Foreign feelings to fulfill my fantasies. People plagues themselves - profound professionals. Lonely Love is our generations epidemic. Mission is to make money and misuse morals, Serving success somberly on silver spoons. Indulging in insecurities is hard work, Dumb decisions is our generations epidemic. Love is a limp language, lust's legacy is forever, Trash transcends to trends, don't tech the toddlers. Confusing emotions corrupt my kindness. Selling selfishness is our generations epidemic.

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Jan 13, 2014

Jan 13, 2014 at 4:06 PM UTC

Alliteration Epidemic

Life's pleasures painfully pass leaving, Foreign feelings to fulfill my fantasies. People plagues themselves - profound professionals. Lonely Love is our generations epidemic. Mission is to make money and misuse morals, Serving success somberly on silver spoons. Indulging in insecurities is hard work, Dumb decisions is our generations epidemic. Love is a limp language, lust's legacy is forever, Trash transcends to trends, don't tech the toddlers. Confusing emotions corrupt my kindness. Selling selfishness is our generations epidemic.

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