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 Mar 2017
Ryan Hoysan
Humans are truly pitiful things
We are born weak
We are born with nothing
Yet we desire everything
Especially those things that we can not have
But we do not have a care for one another
The happiness of those that surround us is never given a second thought
Yet there are some who break the mold
Who utterly shatter any precepts of what a human being is
And should be
And ever could become
There are those of us that say **** the rules
There are those of that have forever heard the phrase "life isn't fair" and are sick and ******* tired of it, those of us who are working to make that statement a relic of history
Those of use who place others happiness on the forefront of our mind before even our own
Those of us who forget ourselves in order to keep another from losing them self.
There are those of us that say ***** the rules and live by our own motto
Those of us who kick hatreds *** in an attempt to give every single person in the world the one thing that everyone deserves
The one thing that everyone is entitled to:
Happiness.
Literally jumped out of the shower this morning, still full of soap just to write down this thought. Looking at it now, I'd say it was well worth it. This poem is kind of about me and the way I live a large part of my life.
 Mar 2017
Demonatachick
Glaring at the sun as the sun glares back, losing sense of time, my minds lost track, words are all that's left as I piece them in my brain.

                     ˙ǝuɐsuᴉ ʎpɐǝɹlɐ ɯ,I
             ssǝupɐɯ sᴉɥʇ ʇɥƃᴉɟ ooʇ ǝʇɐl oʇ
solar retinopathy
 Mar 2017
Gidgette
Ah, but you did succeed
There in your darkened deed
With your great hands of death
Stealing, My last, dry breath
And without a single uttered sound
Laying me in cold ground
Should I give Thee praise
For the shortening of my days?
Should I thank thee kindly,
For your acting so blindly?
The earth speaks as it consumes
And at the very least I'm given lovely tomb
A shining death shroud
Ah, are you proud?!
Do you remember me With the wind
My darling, murderous friend?
This silken shroud, my death dress
You didn't forget the scarlet "A" upon my breast
The earth won't quiet,
and I shall never rest~A
As she bends
me to her will
it's back to origami
still
I wouldn't be
without her.
 Feb 2017
Ramin Ara
Shut
Both
Eyes
And
See
With
Other
Eye
 Feb 2017
wordvango
Thou shalt not envy your lack of emojis
nor covet others abundance of cute
little doodads!
 Feb 2017
anu
Memory

Did I need you

Could I exist without you

I think only a surgery

Could take you

From my memory
Paining
But am smiling
( OK )
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