ne-boateng - Hello Poetry

Hear the cries of the hummingbird and softly their wings hum, it calls to me and on my heartstrings the noises tug, I yearn for peace and tranquility and for stability I hope, so come and take me away from here to my home sweet home, hear the cries of the siren's call, the gentle lulling sound, it controls my brain and emotions and my rationale is out, like a marionette I'm pulled by the direct controlling tones, it calls to me and makes me feel like I'm not alone, hear the cries of angels weeping and singing lullabies, hear the cries of babies born and momma telling them goodnight.

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Jun 1, 2017

Jun 1, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC

ne-boateng

Hear the cries

Hear the cries of the hummingbird and softly their wings hum, it calls to me and on my heartstrings the noises tug, I yearn for peace and tranquility and for stability I hope, so come and take me away from here to my home sweet home, hear the cries of the siren's call, the gentle lulling sound, it controls my brain and emotions and my rationale is out, like a marionette I'm pulled by the direct controlling tones, it calls to me and makes me feel like I'm not alone, hear the cries of angels weeping and singing lullabies, hear the cries of babies born and momma telling them goodnight.

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He looks at the world around him and thinks it needs more pain, because if others don't suffer then he can't win the game, he pushes all their limits till unconscious they become, he revels in his sadist ways look at what he has done. The girls and boys who live their life, he burns until they die, he hears their suffering every day and basks in their cries, his complex hides all the scars from his sadistic past, come quick, be still, remember little sadist and stand fast.

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May 28, 2017

May 28, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC

ne-boateng

Little Sadist

He looks at the world around him and thinks it needs more pain, because if others don't suffer then he can't win the game, he pushes all their limits till unconscious they become, he revels in his sadist ways look at what he has done. The girls and boys who live their life, he burns until they die, he hears their suffering every day and basks in their cries, his complex hides all the scars from his sadistic past, come quick, be still, remember little sadist and stand fast.

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Struggling to be here, I can't wait till I get there, Pull myself together, Realize that life's not fair, Climb across the valley, There's no time to dally, Remember the good times, Down down west in Cali, I'm struggling to live here, I'm missing you my sweet dear, Can't live in fear anymore, And I can't wait till I get there.

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Mar 16, 2016

Mar 16, 2016 at 8:51 PM UTC

ne-boateng

Till I get there

Struggling to be here, I can't wait till I get there, Pull myself together, Realize that life's not fair, Climb across the valley, There's no time to dally, Remember the good times, Down down west in Cali, I'm struggling to live here, I'm missing you my sweet dear, Can't live in fear anymore, And I can't wait till I get there.

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Grandma,grandma, come and see, the big old wolf, stares back at me, his body's hunched, his face looks scrunched, it opens his mouth to yell and woof, I yell and that's why I'm little dead riding hood

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Mar 10, 2016

Mar 10, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC

ne-boateng

little dead riding hood

Grandma,grandma, come and see, the big old wolf, stares back at me, his body's hunched, his face looks scrunched, it opens his mouth to yell and woof, I yell and that's why I'm little dead riding hood

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I look ahead, at what I've done, and what is next, I knew would come, I claw my head, to stop the hum, I may be me, but I'm not dumb, I try to stand, 'cause I'm not done, I'm broken, yes, and I feel numb, so I look ahead, at what I've done, and what is next, I knew would come.

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Mar 10, 2016

Mar 10, 2016 at 9:56 PM UTC

ne-boateng

Broken

I look ahead, at what I've done, and what is next, I knew would come, I claw my head, to stop the hum, I may be me, but I'm not dumb, I try to stand, 'cause I'm not done, I'm broken, yes, and I feel numb, so I look ahead, at what I've done, and what is next, I knew would come.

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Hello my name is... Girl, child and I've been stereotyped, by what society wants, Because they pull me and taunt, at what I deserve, they just want our curves, So hello my name is... Girl, child and I've been stereotyped.

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Mar 10, 2016

Mar 10, 2016 at 9:50 PM UTC

ne-boateng

Hello my name is...

Hello my name is... Girl, child and I've been stereotyped, by what society wants, Because they pull me and taunt, at what I deserve, they just want our curves, So hello my name is... Girl, child and I've been stereotyped.

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