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May 2013
HISTORY LESSON:
Teardrops and blood stain the heart,
Guess you could say,
We’re all ****** up from the start.
Built to fail, fail to learn,
But so many don’t get a good education.
We follow history’s footsteps,
Just to repeat their mistakes,
Taking away nothing from our past,
Cause we’re to lazy to learn it.

MUSIC:
I like my music loud,
For the main reason,
Of being able to block out the world.
A big *******
To all who say dreams are impossible,
To all who doubt my skill.
This is what I really think…

TRYING:
I think we don’t try hard enough,
I believe we have more potential
Than we are told…

**** LIFE:
I say **** the world,
**** what they think,
More like what do you think…
What do you care about,
What do you want to change?

RANTING:
Ranting is my greatest strength,
I could go on for hours on end,
So many things to be ****** about,
And so little time to vent…

RANDOM:
I make no sense in this poem,
But what makes sense anymore,
We are chucked into life,
Expected to know certain things,
That never are taught.
So **** the system…
HATE OF LOVE:
I don’t understand love anymore,
Guys have become animals,
And woman have turned into ******,
Why can’t people get the fact,
That love is something beautiful,
Not a version of lust
Meant only to be abused!

**** LIFE AGAIN:
Ha, I take life and grab it by the *****
Saying “******* too man”
Just to **** with it’s head.

**** **** ****:
God I love that word!
I love swearing in general,
Let me just get it all out…
MOTHER *******,
LITTLE ****,
******* *******,
LITTLE BASTERD OF A *****…
IDEK…

BORED…:
I hate being bored,
In between my four bedroom walls,
I’m left to my own thoughts,
Thus left to my own demise,
Cause thinking well,
Is only thinking bad thoughts…
In disguise.

DEAD:
Can I just be dead already?
I’ve lost all meaning of life…
I’ve lost all sense of purpose,
But that’s only for tonight…
Tomorrow I’ll wake up,
And everything will be fine,
(Or so I hope),
And maybe I’ll move on,
Or just drown myself in sin…

THE END…………….
just a bunch of poems mixed up as one I guess, I never really figured out what to do with each part, I'd love to hear suggestions.
Sunny Snow
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Sunny Snow  Madison, WI
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