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this is a reminder of your right to riot of your right to assemble and not be quiet this is a reminder of your right to remain violent and that the only real enemy is your silence this is a reminder. they say a picture is worth a thousand words but i think i'd rather have my voice be heard i'd rather write essays formatted perfectly in MLA fifteen pages due in two days i know you'll hear me might not be listening but when someone's shouting like this, it's hard to ignore upright uptight baby don't be a bore (too short, too tight, baby don't be a ***** live life loud, that's why you've got a mouth if the pen is mightier than the sword why do actions speak louder than words? why is it that by faith i have been saved but faith without good works is dead according to the voices in my head everything i want to say has already been said i'm a mimicker not a poet i spit back words fed to me on the internet i spit back facts from media i spit back spit that hit my face regurgitation of information is all part of the game no one can hear you in space i could press my face to airtight windows cross my heart and my fingers spit my screams into dark matter what really matters what even matters evening out the odds of lasting that long i thought about writing a list of things that make me happy but then i decided i'd rather write spoken-word poetry and i think that probably says something about me spit it back at me, now spit it back at me spit it back at me i know you can hear me you're probably not listening but now i'm shouting so loud you can't ignore upright uptight baby don't be a bore (too short too tight baby don't be a ***** upright uptight baby don't be a bore don't be a bore don't be a bore baby baby baby don't let them call you a *****
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
spit {11:34pm draft}
this is a reminder of your right to riot of your right to assemble and not be quiet this is a reminder of your right to remain violent and that the only real enemy is your silence this is a reminder. they say a picture is worth a thousand words but i think i'd rather have my voice be heard i'd rather write essays formatted perfectly in MLA fifteen pages due in two days i know you'll hear me might not be listening but when someone's shouting like this, it's hard to ignore upright uptight baby don't be a bore (too short, too tight, baby don't be a ***** live life loud, that's why you've got a mouth if the pen is mightier than the sword why do actions speak louder than words? why is it that by faith i have been saved but faith without good works is dead according to the voices in my head everything i want to say has already been said i'm a mimicker not a poet i spit back words fed to me on the internet i spit back facts from media i spit back spit that hit my face regurgitation of information is all part of the game no one can hear you in space i could press my face to airtight windows cross my heart and my fingers spit my screams into dark matter what really matters what even matters evening out the odds of lasting that long i thought about writing a list of things that make me happy but then i decided i'd rather write spoken-word poetry and i think that probably says something about me spit it back at me, now spit it back at me spit it back at me i know you can hear me you're probably not listening but now i'm shouting so loud you can't ignore upright uptight baby don't be a bore (too short too tight baby don't be a ***** upright uptight baby don't be a bore don't be a bore don't be a bore baby baby baby don't let them call you a *****
editing later??????? kind of a song i guess
#word#spoken#loud#riot#draft#spokenword#spit
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20/English
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
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