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 May 2017 cami
Seb Tha Guru
I'll probably die anonymous.
Or die with broken promises.
I'll probably die drinking some henny and drowning out.
I'll probably die crying with tears that never came out.
I'll probably die thinking, not trusting my intuition.
I'll probably die young from making some bad decisions.

I'll probably die buying some drugs while I'm on leave.
I'll probably die from wisdom in things that I once believed.
I'll probably die taking the long way from school.
I'll probably die thinking me and some homies was kool.
Or probably die from women because I don't pay attention.
I'll probably die with lethal injection for doing ******.
Or die from getting jump cuz her family told me don't hurt her.
I'll probably die serving my country in military.
Hearing just some of my fears,
Death to me is no longer scary.

To be continued..
 May 2017 cami
Nida Mahmoed
I am sewing a dress
with the thread of strength,
And knots of ambitions,
And when it’s ready,
Then will iron it
with the remission,
I am sewing my broken soul!

By: Nida Mahmoed.
 May 2017 cami
Pagan Paul
Woe is Me!
 May 2017 cami
Pagan Paul
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Woe is me!
Oh! Woe is me!

No longer can I create art
No longer can I pen stanza's
No longer can I rhyme couplets
No longer can I compose beauty

Because they won't let me
They won't let me

Not until
I get
a
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.
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Poetic Licence





© Pagan Paul (01/09/16)
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another oldy :) or maybe oddity :)
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 May 2017 cami
sharon
happiness?
 May 2017 cami
sharon
here is a fact:
everyone deserves to be happy

here are the sad truths:
i always care about other's happiness more than i care about mine, and their and my concept of happiness contradict.
happiness is just a myth. here's for it.
 May 2017 cami
Matthew Goff
Rose
 May 2017 cami
Matthew Goff
Rose

o rose
you must be tired of bad manners
o rose
you must like that the trains come often
o rose
you must wonder why people move so fast
o rose
you must enjoy the naked girls falling from the trees
o rose
the trains are always coming fast, competing with cheetahs
o rose
that’s how it’s always been

© Matthew Goff
 May 2017 cami
Vale Luna
I cherish the love letters
You write to me
When you're away
The ink on the page
Capturing the pretty things you would say
Just like you're here
                             by my side
Forcing my legs open wide
Your cursive understands
My ***** desires
So I'll keep re-reading your words
Until my fingers get tired.
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