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wayne-mitchell-jr-1
American My name is Wayne, im a Straight Edge(SxE) lover of poetry. I write poems, lyrics, i sing, draw, dance and i love to make people laugh. I am a future Marine and will continue to enjoy the art of poetry!
If you could see what I see, My God you'll believe me, So sure im telling you, My dreams are a Deja Vu, Of whats bound to happen soon, and to my shock its all true, My dreams bring new definition, To the word premonition, It defies superstition, If you could see I would have your attention, Im a wild card, My style is a jewl shard, From the rarest of rare, That nature can spare, Amazing, crazy, charismatic and wild, Im mother nature's adopted child .
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Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 9:51 AM UTC
Attitude Of Confidence
No- oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Stop trying to get in my pants No- oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Caught you with your hands in my pants Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Drama-mamamia La la oh lala Stop staring I have no pants. You’ve seen my ugly, you’ve seen where I *** you’ve seen my thing-thing, Hell no it’s not free, You’re out of luck (Luck luck luck, Your out of luck) Don’t call my mama, Lady im not your **** man, Ive seen better loving in a bad movie scene, Youre out of luck, Luck-luck-luck Youre out of luck (Luck-luck-luck youre out of luck) **** ***** I don’t want you, And you know I cant stand you, Your just so bad,  one hell of a chance, You want my stuff and All I can do is just wretch, You and me don’t have  a hell of a chance No-oh-oh-oh-oh You want my stuff and All I can do is just wretch, You and me don’t have  a hell of a chance No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no! You wont get into my pants, No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! You wont get into my pants.
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Jun 16, 2010
Jun 16, 2010 at 5:02 PM UTC
Get Outta My Pants. (A parody of Bad Romance by Lady Gaga)
The wind blows leaves upon your grave, and rolled my rose pass where you lay, I hear your voice so im not alone, As your body rest under a nameless stone, The thorns represent the scars upon me, To my soul when you left me, The stem represents the build-up of my tears, And the length of time without you here, The white represents you in the sky, As my clear white tears fall; I say goodbye
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Apr 4, 2010
Apr 4, 2010 at 11:25 AM UTC
My White Rose
My tears drops fall , As death calls, Outward my emotions are bent, As the victim is pulled off the cement, And roses are thrown on the ground, After a body is found, Every ****** stench scent, Is stained on the cement, Screams for help; So loud, Eventually no help is found, Their last breathing moments are spent, Laying hurt on cement, Numb in the world with no place to go, Stung with pain in the winter no on ****** snow, White Christmas is spent, Scarlet style; bloodied on the cement
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Apr 4, 2010
Apr 4, 2010 at 11:23 AM UTC
Cement
Through the fields of the impossible, Up the hills of the intolerable, Wipe the tears of a confused face, Douse the fires of this place, Rise up and handpick your destiny, Keep going strong; never accept defeat, Run your way up and you will open up doors, Clench your fist; the future is yours, We will brace ourselves for our greatest victory, And I will burn through it all; there is no stopping me, Be the leader; trooper for all man, Become great; defeat the odds; take your last stand, Don’t cry yourself to a vulnerable weakness, And refrain from defeat because victory is shameless, Open your eyes; don’t submit, Are you afraid; not a bit, Step up; right in demand, Get up my friend; Take a last stand, We will grant ourselves our greatest victory, Greatness in our veins; Triumph we bleed, We will climb the mountains and do what we can, Raise your hand to your heart; take your last stand, We will march down the fields with fear tucked away, We will do many things among ruling this day, Through this time of endless possibilities and events, We shall rise above the fallen and live the moment, We will plant our presence in history, As triumph and peace accompanies our victory, And open to everyone will be our past plan, Of how we took to the skies and took our last stand.
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Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 5:15 PM UTC
Last Stand
It taste like tears, It taste like hurt, It feels my mouth, With a choking dirt, It tastes like a strike, It tastes like a scar, I need a bandage, Placed upon my heart, You make me cry, When you said goodbye, But you dont care, Whether i live or die, So you scraped my soul, With an edge so sharp, I just wanted you to know, You broke my ******* heart.
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Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 4:31 AM UTC
HeartBreak Tastes Sour!
Touch me here,Ill touch you there,I kiss your face,I touch your hair,I grab your hips,And your body,A **** grip,Candle wax,And less clothing,The conclusion,The ending im loathing, But now im gonna make you shout,Lets get wild,Turn that light out.
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Feb 22, 2010
Feb 22, 2010 at 4:26 PM UTC
Thats The Spot
Paranoia through my veins,Glowing for some light,Because my heart is saying prepare for a fight,A run for life, A run from a gun,A gasp at a knife,A hope for the sun,A hope the blows would stop,Hey mom; I just got robbed.
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Feb 22, 2010
Feb 22, 2010 at 1:07 PM UTC
Kicked By Fear While Held At Gunpoint!
I touch your hips, You hold mine, I kiss your lips,You lick mine,I kiss your neck,And massage your skin,I wonder what's next,I lust for a **** sin,The sensation comes at best,O yes when that moment comes,When my hands began their trail across your breasts,Your the ecstasy; the drug I want,Im holding you tight: and not to gloat,But babe; i got you out of your clothes,My love; im blessed by the sight,I love you; prepare for a long night.
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Feb 20, 2010
Feb 20, 2010 at 6:19 PM UTC
**** State Of Mind
There it is, The precious way out, The golden easy road, The shortcut to hell, The cry for help, The blind frown, The phony smile, The loaded gun, The sharp knife, Up to the temple, Against the neck, The blood drips dark, Stains the carpet, Next to my body, That isn't moving, Guess what i didnt take the easy road, Im just sleeping my problems away, Goodnight!
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Feb 19, 2010
Feb 19, 2010 at 4:42 PM UTC
Precious Desired Suicide