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Levi Kips Apr 2016
Falling in love is more like living in a apocalypse . Love is dead and you was the disease that brought me there. Just like Falling is not a volunteerary action being zombified isn't either. When you broke out of your containment you infected my world and instead of looking for my friends I looked for you. When I saw you, all I wanted was you. Every limb, ligament, and being of you. The more I'm with you the more I change. I'm losing my mind. Day 7, My mind is gone, wait when did I start writing a apocalypse diary. Wait am I talking about falling in love or about becoming one of the walking dead. Day 8 they're both about the same but as long as I got you, my love, my disease I don't care. Day 9, you granted me your full disease the kiss of death. Day 10 I'm fully submerged in you, the sickness, I am you, I've finally landed from my fall to love that was inspired by you but yet I look left and right and you're not in site, you're actually flying high in the sky like I used to be. Day 11, you're no longer circling me from above like my halo. I blame everybody that said you were my vulture cause they never you were frail solution. Day 12 until eternity, I circle the world looking for your reasons or you, but like answers to a custom made quiz on google no results were ever found.
Poem #1 for 30/30....... Taking the challenge
Levi Kips Jan 2016
attiude exrpess
the train to success have tracks
what side are you on.
my 3rd Haiku i'm still a little rusty
Levi Kips Jan 2016
Starting now ima do this evaluation because right now I feel so non related and played with, to her I'm like candy that comes with alot of pieces and she chooses when she want me like now or laters but I am gum sweaty. I am sorry there is only one of me next time you bring more than 25 cents. Well I was her hubba bubble bf but ig this piece has lost its flavor and all that I'm good for is sticking to the bottom and catch all the trash that comes my way. Is that the reason why I'm still holding on to her, because if life is a trash can I'm on side of it somewhere fly fishing for love. I thought you was a bass, a the catch of the a lifetime but instead you turnt out to be a catfish. The only reason I haven't set you free back to sea because you was my first trophy but like all trophies you have to get shelved one day. Don't worry I will be one the shelf to just like a  injured football play but I didn't break my neck or ribs, I got concussion or some head injury because something must have gone wrong for me to let my heart get fractured again. The doctor must be tired of seeing my face, hearing the same copied and paste story but with a new title and about a new face. Then at the end of the day he does the same operation so I can go back out to the sea and start fresh again, find my next mistake and start to fish.
Levi Kips Aug 2015
I feel like I’ve been mugged, and your weapons, are your words. They penetrate deep into me, like a ******, with 1 foot bullets. Why **** when you have everything in snap, and when you clap, you have that, and everyone at your knees, ready to please. So I asketh of thee, what is your reasoning?Why have me travel farther up the string, when YOU know, there’s nothing at the end of it? This poem, why should I even finish it, if you already caught, the drift of it? But Ima keep the title because best friends are opportunist too, now I have no clue, when to make the next move, but I promised myself if I wait for too long I better get the practicing on the thot walk because that’s the gay move. And I ain’t no gay dude just a good guy making all the wrong moves. So trust me when I say, I need you to guide my every move, cause currently I’m taking baby steps in a marathon race heading to the moon. So if you need a friend now, I’ll be your friend down, all the way to a pen pal. But don’t forget about, the forbidden intentions, that friend, ship, more than a friendship that I am quick wit to rid of, for you Because Best Friends are Opportunist Too.
My most recited poem, and the easiest to remember
Levi Kips Jun 2015
step 1: Of course cheat on her, and tell her you didn't do it.
step 2: Text the girl you cheated on her with but instead of putting her real name in there put in there number 1, main chick, anything that lets you know that's your girlfriend.
step 3: Have make up *** with the girl you're cheating on and yell out the girl name you're cheating on her with.
step 4: Receive a text from, "main chick" and say its work, when its midnight on a Saturday.
step 5: Come back around 7 in the morning  with your phone already unlocked, and receive a text from main chick saying great ***.
step 6: When she approaches you and ask you who's your main chick say its her, the moment she pull out the phone run.
step 7: Do step one again, but do it harder, the cheating and the lie-ing
step 8: Read and write a whole poem about how you're sorry and how you was wrong while she is in the crowd, then when you're finished look directly at her and say i'm sorry then say the wrong name again.
step 9: Finally get broken up with.
step 10: Don't take advice from people with failed relationships, like me
step 11: **** her.
random poems
Levi Kips May 2015
No matter what happens this person is always my biggest supporter, most important, and the best female there is .i'll tell you who it is but you have to take a guess after every sentence starting now.My life would mean nothing without this independent woman. On a daily basis you'll see a sign of struggle that would reside but in a instant she'll cover it up with her over confident stride. The only time she wanted help is when she was looking for directions, Jamie Foxx was right she got her own. Hate fumes would never resignate to the people who most deserve it but she do **** them with kindness. Everyday I chill in my blessed home props need to go to her for all of her hard work. Rest days were always her blessed days because thats when she finally chill out and smile. Mother i shouldn't need a day to explain why you and you're kind are great in so many ways. Mother, Happy Mother's Day.
my poem for my mom on mother's day
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