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I'm not a poet I shouldn't claim the like Because a poet would know more About struggle and strife While I myself lay my head on a bed Some poets stay up all night Driving home their nails Into the coffin of conviction How dare I say I'm impaled. While others wrote beautifully on social issues or on love I sit and stare at the wall I churn out writings on things such as white struggles and heartache I'll write about the same boy over and over again with a different ad lib. I'll write about voices in minds I can't reach or begin to comprehend So tell me how I'm a poet, again? Because I can write a line and hit an enter key I somehow think I'm a cool *** thing. Nah man, I'm not a poet I'm a wannabe
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May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 2:17 AM UTC
I'm Not A Poet
I'm not a poet I shouldn't claim the like Because a poet would know more About struggle and strife While I myself lay my head on a bed Some poets stay up all night Driving home their nails Into the coffin of conviction How dare I say I'm impaled. While others wrote beautifully on social issues or on love I sit and stare at the wall I churn out writings on things such as white struggles and heartache I'll write about the same boy over and over again with a different ad lib. I'll write about voices in minds I can't reach or begin to comprehend So tell me how I'm a poet, again? Because I can write a line and hit an enter key I somehow think I'm a cool *** thing. Nah man, I'm not a poet I'm a wannabe
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May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 2:17 AM UTC
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