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Transported with grief & mortification.
Making motions at myself with a razor.
I determined that this life was endurable.
In this house, as I hope to go to heaven.
I was young & childish.
I was in an alarming state.
Dealing with a thing so anomalous.
I suffered in secret & exquisitely.
Through perfectly familiar with my conduct.
My manner was different enough.
Never to do to-morrow what you do today.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Collar it.
My spirit in terror malnourished by my environment.
Be yourself everyone else is already taken.
Inspired by reading David Copperfield during my tenure at the Tarzana impatient Treatment Center.
Cause I'm a ******
Yeah I'm a ******
Yeeeee Let's go Baby!!!!
That's right that's right
I'm buzzing in from light years away
Putting a whole in ur lid
Like that ****** kid named Sid
All yeee toys bore me
I'd rather watch Toy Story
The Wicked Wizard of the West bring yeeee words you can digest
I got the MAP quest
PAM I knock you out
Initials in reverse
My spells and curses well rehearsed
Yeahhhh I'm a ******!!
Yeeeee Let's go baby!!!!!!
Drama, trauma, toxic, delirious
As though moving a checker to another square
My life perception is in despair
A great book read twice
Aristocat in Paradise
A masquerade to escape my life
I brought a knife to end my life
Life is a mirage you live everyday
you only die once
So live day to day
Re written
You have to understand that people will leave your life. You can’t fall apart every time it happens.
Please check out my other poems like comment love. The Love Flower, Zodiac, El Nopal, Trinity Scroll, Owl to Serpent, Current, Goddess Guadalupe Pillow, Etc.
A person with powers like mine never dies.
Ambiguous and open to interpretation, colorful and vibrant.
People are insecure, and their identities are in flux.
My poise and attitude increases the fear.
Never obsessed with the obsessive quality of peoples interest.
The ultimate social evil is boredom, which I AM not
Influence of people sense of self in this manner is insidious and profound.
With the gift to turn the base matters of words into gold.
Similar to the gift of the Philosopher’s Stone.
I AM an Alchemist please don't throw
Rocks at my Throne!
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Inspired by The Alchemist!
Real eyes
Realize
Real lies
Tupac Shakur
Honor thy mother, Serve thy brother  
I see The Angel in me
Jaded by the World ,40 years, 40 nights
At War with the flesh , A Prince, A Knight
I Am Michael & Hail! Christ is King!
May The Holy Spirit be with Yeeeeee!
Please check out my other poems, The Love Flower, Zodiac, Trinity Scroll, Pillow, Current, The Goddess Guadalupe, ETC.
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