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john p green Nov 2015
All odds are against me now
Doesn't seem quite possible
As I now spill my blood
Will my veins ever heal?
Or just keep seeping away
My life's expectancy
Maybe I'll find a bandage
Or a kind soul offer one
Don't really expect it though
I'll play my own inner game
And never again run
john p green Nov 2015
Ain't no reason our road will stop
We know how to roll together
We'll make that craddle rock
It's as easy as insanity can be
Two of us together make history
john p green Nov 2015
What are you supposed to do with it?
Just let it smoulder or burn out?
All I've got to say! Is that I'm out!
Written from my bestie Syreeta
john p green Nov 2015
Simply don't care if you comprehend
You are you and I'm still not certain
And I really truly don't give a ****
Please just don't second guess instinct
I'll say please if you care to please me
Maybe then we'll take that long ride
Simply step away and keep that fervor
Just enough to ride us into places
Those places until now yet unseen
Even though I say I dont really care
You know that truth so just come near
john p green Nov 2015
People tend to breed on misery.
Yes and we are exceptions.
Like a sane lonely breed.
A very rare vampire creed.
Not wanting to contribute.
And not **** that light away.
From others whom are dear.
Now you will not get blood.
Out of my tears any more.
Just rest in peace my love.
john p green Nov 2015
There was once a moment
Thought everything was clear
Oh dear! If you wanna dare
Not sure how to do other
What you'll possibly draw near
Really don't care to listen
Or even lend my open ear
For I want that simple taste
Could either bring laughter
Or that call to the master
I could call myself a master but at the same time I'm the same as every body else. I could  break a limb off a tree. Branch out and I now know someone who could **** a man with his bare hands kills someone else another day.

Kayden butler
11-2-15
john p green Nov 2015
Used to be a time
Just being peacefully
Peacefull
Scratch ones ***
And in public
Without call from law
Used to be that time
Drinking fountins in park
Brought such pleasure
Yet where did they go?
Used to be a time
Swinging on vines simply
Yeah! Did bring pleasure
So much more I can say
Yet we don't have all day
To bring forgtten moments
Or even childhood fancies
Simply do it now with passion!
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