matt-dos-santos - Hello Poetry

The influence starts at an early age A wife, family, house, job Start this all and turn the page I cannot to this day profess That I plan to follow this I struggle more and pride on less My dream aside is dark and dreary Not to live for long A life not so cheery Dip away from society alone Say my farewells Then not to return home

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May 29, 2014

May 29, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC

The Dream

The influence starts at an early age A wife, family, house, job Start this all and turn the page I cannot to this day profess That I plan to follow this I struggle more and pride on less My dream aside is dark and dreary Not to live for long A life not so cheery Dip away from society alone Say my farewells Then not to return home

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The water no longer runs the well The fish have swam away What is the reason, couldn't tell It disappeared one day I asked the towns if they did sell No answer, they didn't say I see now though, I am in hell I guess it's all okay

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Apr 3, 2014

Apr 3, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC

Drout

The water no longer runs the well The fish have swam away What is the reason, couldn't tell It disappeared one day I asked the towns if they did sell No answer, they didn't say I see now though, I am in hell I guess it's all okay

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It seems all too often that a person won't bat an eye when confronted with poetry "Not for me, too emotional" Do they not understand? Poetry is life Pure human essence in word form Whether it's scribbled down on a notebook page or carved into an addict's arm The greatest form of relief Cathartic or funny, there is no difference Life is poetry And to be without, is life less of living Endulge

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Sep 30, 2013

Sep 30, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC

Outlet

It seems all too often that a person won't bat an eye when confronted with poetry "Not for me, too emotional" Do they not understand? Poetry is life Pure human essence in word form Whether it's scribbled down on a notebook page or carved into an addict's arm The greatest form of relief Cathartic or funny, there is no difference Life is poetry And to be without, is life less of living Endulge

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Feelings Are not always What you want to feel Sometimes I think that it Is better to numb, and hide Certain feelings for the purpose Of not wanting to feel human In a world where being Human can be the Worst feeling Of all.

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Sep 30, 2013

Sep 30, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC

Side effects of living

Feelings Are not always What you want to feel Sometimes I think that it Is better to numb, and hide Certain feelings for the purpose Of not wanting to feel human In a world where being Human can be the Worst feeling Of all.

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A fight struggle tussle Desire peaked from lack of glamor Simplicity at its finest as I peer down the hall The suits Champagne poppers "High class" Light fades I disperse back into the crevice my hole my life I wait

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Sep 29, 2013

Sep 29, 2013 at 7:39 PM UTC

Alone

A fight struggle tussle Desire peaked from lack of glamor Simplicity at its finest as I peer down the hall The suits Champagne poppers "High class" Light fades I disperse back into the crevice my hole my life I wait

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A fight struggle tussle Desire peaked from lack of glamor Simplicity at its finest as I peer down the hall The suits Champagne poppers "High class" Light fades I disperse back into the crevice my hole my life I wait

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Sep 29, 2013

Sep 29, 2013 at 7:39 PM UTC

Alone

A fight struggle tussle Desire peaked from lack of glamor Simplicity at its finest as I peer down the hall The suits Champagne poppers "High class" Light fades I disperse back into the crevice my hole my life I wait

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Life on the edge of the cavernous dreary depths awaking to pain misery sorrow despair Where is my rope I'd like to come up save me

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Sep 29, 2013

Sep 29, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC

Down

Life on the edge of the cavernous dreary depths awaking to pain misery sorrow despair Where is my rope I'd like to come up save me

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My eyes What color Do tell me more My family Where from Do tell me more The weather How cold Do tell me more Colors My favorite? Do tell me more One thing I must know Love me Don't say...

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Sep 29, 2013

Sep 29, 2013 at 3:29 AM UTC

Tell me more

My eyes What color Do tell me more My family Where from Do tell me more The weather How cold Do tell me more Colors My favorite? Do tell me more One thing I must know Love me Don't say...

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Outside in the fall Leaves coat the ground in their brown vestment The moon likes to settle in Slightly earlier this time of year Nuzzling itself amongst the foggy looming clouds Missing our old weather Had barely been here but 3 months I miss the warmth But look forward to the empowering melting glow of the furnace Heating every inch of every bone Till you rest your weary eyes and rest

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Sep 29, 2013

Sep 29, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC

Autumn

Outside in the fall Leaves coat the ground in their brown vestment The moon likes to settle in Slightly earlier this time of year Nuzzling itself amongst the foggy looming clouds Missing our old weather Had barely been here but 3 months I miss the warmth But look forward to the empowering melting glow of the furnace Heating every inch of every bone Till you rest your weary eyes and rest

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Down to the ground Surrounded in sound A cocoon of love if you will Swirling around Caressing me ever so softly The chill no longer lingers As I lay and melt Encased in woolen comforter goodness Envisioning my dream in front my eyes The adrenaline rushing Blood pumping faster than life In and out of my euphoric utopia Senses heightened beyond reality Is this even real? Perhaps not But then what...

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Sep 29, 2013

Sep 29, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC

E

Down to the ground Surrounded in sound A cocoon of love if you will Swirling around Caressing me ever so softly The chill no longer lingers As I lay and melt Encased in woolen comforter goodness Envisioning my dream in front my eyes The adrenaline rushing Blood pumping faster than life In and out of my euphoric utopia Senses heightened beyond reality Is this even real? Perhaps not But then what...

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