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Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
Everything i've LOVED became evrything i've LOST If That's OK with You
Do You Even Know Me? Sometimes I cry myself to sleep :( I Love *******
I CAN MAKE A MESS (OFFICIAL) Is That True ?
"I know we only met but lets pretend its love"
Forget About Tomorrow All We Have Is Today
Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
Ugh... I just can't deal with drama anymore. :\
I'm Leaving You :'( - are you okay? ''yeah'' alright is that why your crying?
The Space Between Us Growing Power Growing Organic, Eating Organic
This is what life gave us . **** Nobody Says Now and Again
I'm dreaming a life but living a lie
Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
I Am Dead Inside Because You're so into Science
I cAn't hiDe mY feElinGs abOuT yoU All I Wanna Do
Fireworks! and ******* Are you on a boat?
Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
I Dont Read i rather text than to read a newspaper while taking a dump. My Life Is a Rap When I got Money --who are you to judge the life i live?...I know i'm not perfect and i don't live to be. But before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean!--Crazy and Free.
This and all other poems with the name Facebook poetry that I post are made with facebook group names...and nothing else.
Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
Snail trail leading from mouth to heinous ****
let slugs undulate their way across my listerine lips
old jokes like S-Car-Go
and stuff inside me more variable and insuppressible
similar to Inspector Gadget
Matthew Broderick was my mentor
as a child
I am not in pampers any longer
4 P's of teens
***** petrol party and paycheck
that doesn't include pampers
I used to wade in my own ****
that's ******* disgusting to think about now
now an adult
still just wasting time
and wading through my own ****
Written within two hours of a four hour statistics class
Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
My social life is a stillborn
My people skills are a crib death
My self image is the feeling of chewing on tinfoil
My will to live is a festering wound
being awake is mowing a 40 acre lawn
that's ok
never ok
but better now
Jacob Sykes Aug 2013
The sound of my snoring is just as loud
as the roars of every great beast
roaring ecstatically in a chorus of roars

my brother told me
he woke up at 3:00 A.M
and took a trip to our conjoined bathroom
known in the industry
as a jack and jill

but I am Jacob
and he is Jordan

he said that I was snoring
long, loud and violent
thrashing from side to side
like a boat on deadliest catch
like trees during that tornado
wherever that thing was
like someone struggling to live
and breathe
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