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MrBuddy2Shoes May 2015
lil happy birthday irsy jaw piece
mr chel i aint no n jawn piece
tbt when we touched tips buddy
atta boy
MrBuddy2Shoes Apr 2015
Mr buddy is not my friend.
I see him over there an want to make amends
Mr buddy is now my friend
MrBuddy2Shoes Apr 2015
Oh no, where did Buddy go?
I think I see him over the drinking the water really slow!
As the water is empty I see him get hit.
Oh no, where did Buddy go?
MrBuddy2Shoes Apr 2015
Dip
When I slash my skin
It bleeds the color of the lucifer
When I meet him halfway we come together at once
MrBuddy2Shoes Apr 2015
You are the angel looking over me
The devil within me
And the person I strive to be
#sad #depression #pain
  Apr 2015 MrBuddy2Shoes
AP
this depression
grips me like the rope thats soon to **** me
it's visible in my blank ****** expression
nothing is going to cure me
no one with a title, forget your medical profession
I believe its passed down genetically, chronological succession
but I don’t have my elders' strength, I’m choosing secession
leaving this place
but don’t call it regression,
because I own sole possession
of the knowledge that this life never gets better,
now do you understand? reading comprehension?
I became a master at hiding these feelings, skillful repression
and no I was never happy, there's my confession
how's that for a first impression?
in a world filled with prejudicial oppression and money hungry obsession
we’re G-d's material possession
unfortunately all the others will look on, intentional indiscretion
so yes, blame yourself, and discuss all the things you could've changed at my funeral *procession
I put a lot of deep thought into this, so I hope you enjoyed it. Don't mind me, I'm okay...writing purposes only.
  Apr 2015 MrBuddy2Shoes
AP
I saw the aurora lights in your eyes
Fresh streams and salty tides
I tasted strawberry fields in your lips
The sweet tongue of coconut as it splits
I swayed the tepid summer grass along your spine,
Gliding leaf petals in your hair, as we sat in the strong branches of this Ponderosa Pine

The place where I now go alone to ponder of you
Today, my vision only grows blurry, as it crowds with a deep population of blue,
The heaviness on my heart of a lighter branch almost spoils this beautiful view,
However, I can trust that this tree will never run from me,
It will stay rooted as promised; it will remain much longer than you
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