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Marcus Neeley Jul 2014
While you think you're feelings are being ignored,
While you think your heart is shattered on the floor
My fingers are sliced to the bone picking up the pieces.
Look into my eyes.
Look into my soul.
What do you see?
Do you see another boy, with trembling hands?
Or do you see a man,
With a firm grasp.
Cause I could hold onto your heart if you want.
I promise I won't break it.
But that's a pretty big jump to take.
I hope you can make it.
Marcus Neeley Jul 2014
If you want attractive lips, speak meticulously cause I love the way the words dance out of your mouth.

If you want astonishing eyes, **** the clouds out that make them gray. I used to see sunshine in there not rainstorms.

If you want a flat stomach, stop feeding into the negativity this world offers you. You walk into candy shops with shelves of gossip, ******, and despair. You though you didn't have a sweet tooth But you do!

If you want those wrinkles to go away, go to sleep. Because it's our dreams that keep us young and our nightmares that keep us strong! Don't be afraid.
Marcus Neeley Jul 2014
They say there are three ways people can escape their woes
Sleep,
Drugs,
And death

I've tried 2 out of those 3 things so far
And so far,
I'm tired of my bed
And my supply of green has turned red.

You see, my problems are a lot like my addictions,
Just a bunch of smoke and ash
Cause I can't get up off my ***

This poem is for the boy Who packs his happiness into bowles with no milk
And measures good times in grams (not. golden)
Nothing feels as good as purple
And redheads are only cute when they come off of trees.

Can't you see
I'm mentally ******* ill!!!!
But you know what they say
That sticky icky can sure cure the sickly.
Quite quickly

As a matter of fact
If you don't mind I please ask,
Have you ever smoked marijuana before?
This is just some corny **** that i wrote.
Marcus Neeley Jul 2014
You're animosity is like a fire and I'm ******* tired of getting getting burnt!
Close your eyes and tell me what you see
I bet it's just black.
I'm ******* jealous,  because every time I close my eyes I see the face of a boy,
Streaks racing down his cheeks,
Eyes as red as the blood trickling out of his knuckles.
I don't know if you know this, but don't ever **** with someone that doesn't want to be alive.
They have given up on the idea of a future and nothing would mean more than destroying someone else's
I want to destroy something beautiful,
Rid the earth of purity, and of truth
The same way it was stolen from me!
My mother looked me dead in the eyes and told me,
her baby boy,
"I should have ******* aborted you"
WELL I ******* WISH YOU DID TOO ***** CAUSE I NEVER ASKED FOR ANY OF THIS!
If I could go back in time, i'd kick my dad in the nuts really ******* hard.

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