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Mateuš Conrad Oct 2017
i seem to only see three constellations in the night
sky these days... the modo -
it be the sign of: the age of scorpio,
there's but the big & little dipper (respectively)

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do these people really need to be spoon fed?
the smaller dipper is akin to the big
dipper, hence to write in the other
and last constellation (minus that odd rhombus
without a name) -
  and believe me when i say: orthodox
astrology doesn't agree with me:

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i guess i managed to draw the right
schematic,
   besides the point, there are but
three constellations in the night sky
around here, and one is a revisionist take
on the scorpio...
******* hippies, and your age of aquarius,
     this is what a scorpion looks like,
and nothing what you've indicated,
i'm starting to think that astrologists
did poorly in geometry class...

but i'll end it on a positive note...
  
   there is more dignity in being ascribed an
epitaph, than being given a "proper" burial...


and by "proper" i mean: the leech family
members waiting for inheritance,
  the sycophantic actors of attendance -

throw me into a mass grave, i don't mind
for a "proper" burial...
   there is no dignity in whatever burial
ensues as many will do...
but allow man to transcend
the date of birth ** / yy / zz
and the date of death zz / yy / **
with an epitaph...
        however "wise" the man was in life,
his dignity only arrives postmortem,
in the form of an epitaph...

but one epitaph overshadows a thousand
quotable mentions of the man, when alive,
but one epitaph of a david,
overcomes the oeuvre of maxims of a goliath.
    
whatever argument for light pollution exists,
even when in the scottish highlands
i didn't see any more stars...
  there are only three constellations in play
on the night sky,
  and one of them is the genuine scorpio
constellation,
with the orthodox constellation being
bogus, fake, unnecessary...

i, i've spotted the constellation of scorpio,
and i did so: with my naked eyes!
Sam Stone Grenier  May 2015
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Parker A Blackwood  Oct 2016
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Why do they say ‘suicide is never the answer’?
They never give any other solution, do they?
Just a caution to the wind
A guilt trip to the Internet when you look for methods
If someone put a gun in my hand and told me to defend myself
I’d place the gun to my temple and pull the trigger
If someone told me to stay alive for them
I’d place the gun on the table and do as I was told
Someone once told me to stay alive from them
And it was never my family, it was never my friends
It was someone who was hired to keep me alive
She did a pretty good job at it
Even if she didn’t care, her acting convinced me
Arcassin B Aug 2016
By Arcassin Burnham

I'm not a judgemental person equalizing accusations
To impress a minor audience full of devil's and demons
And the wicked and the sinful pacing back and forth to
Chronological melody desensitizing the brain and it's
Chemistry with movement and places to remember in
Photographs taking false imagery to a whole new
Kind of staff,
I was born to believe that Jesus died for our sins,
Lored into things that I couldn't hardly comprehend,
Putting back missing pieces and beating myself to
A pulp,
Learning what I could without phobias if they stalk.


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You might be 17 hours away just thinking about
Me In your pajamas making circles with your
arms And laying out sheets of paper to start a
Portfolio of drawn faces and characteristics that
Only you could sort out seeing as how you just
Seen me a couple of weeks ago,
I'd rather go,
I'd rather show,
you in person how long I've been missing you,
I hope you know,
I'm kinda slow,
If I didn't see you message me just keep me in
Your memories,
I'm missing all of your energy,
I know that your still into me.
©ABPoetry2016


http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-right-way-2-official.html
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miki  Jul 2014
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miki Jul 2014
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The world is spinning…
Is it just me?
Is it inside of my head?
Or is it really out there to get me?
The voices are getting louder and I can’t breathe.
Telling me things, I was really planning to do but I can’t.
Is this really it?
Is this really my worth?
Oh my god…
Please help me.
I can’t breathe. The world is spinning. Something’s inside my heart, it’s pulling it out.
There’s something in my head too. I don’t know what it’s called. It’s taking over me…or is it just me?
Is it inside? Or is it out there to get me?
The tears. I can’t stop my tears from falling.
They came here in my chest…oh my god I can’t help it.
I want to scream. I want them to stop. It’s killing me. The pressure’s killing me.
I looked around and saw them staring at me.
The look in their eyes, it’s telling me something.
I’m different.
I’m no one.
I’m ugly.
I’m disgusting.
Why am I here?
I look different.
I should die.
Oh my god. I should die.
Can’t they feel that they’re killing me?
With those judgmental stares…it’s killing me.
Everyone’s killing me.
Everyone’s killing me with their stares.
Please…don’t look at me like that. What have I done?
I didn’t do anything. I didn’t…it’s not like I killed anyone.
My only sin is that I’m me…is that bad?
Oh please look away…It’s killing me.
I gasped for air…
Oh, someone stood beside me.
She’s not looking at me. That’s good.
Might as well try to…oh, she looked at me.
My heart started beating fast…oh please, not that kind of stare.
Oh please, don’t walk away, I didn’t do anything!
Nobody wants to be near me.
I can hear them saying, “She’s different.”
I can hear them whispering about me.
I can hear them laughing.
They’re giggling…
They’re staring…
What did I do wrong!
Oh my god, this is driving me insane.
Oh please help me…I can’t take this anymore.
I can feel them all staring at me. Judging me as if I’m a criminal.
Why are they all staring?!
Their sharp gazes, looking me from head to toe.
I looked down at my feet and started walking.
Even though I can’t see them, I can feel their head turned to me.
I should walk faster.
Yeah I did.
But then I bumped into someone and I immediately said sorry.
She just looked at me, from head to toe and rolled her eyes before walking pass to me.
I hung my head low, and looked to my feet.
Tears…
My tears can’t stop falling…
Why are they doing this to me?
My mom doesn’t even care, my dad is not here.
My brother doesn’t know what is happening.
My friends are busy, my teachers are busy…
Where to run?
Where to…
I looked beside me, and saw a car.
I saw someone in the window of it.
Who’s that?
She’s so ugly.
She looks pathetic.
She looks different.
My eyebrows furrowed and the reflection copied me.
My eyes widened.
I raised my right hand; it raised its right hand too.
I slowly approached the black tinted window, and it did it too…
I touched the cold glass and it touched my hand too!
Oh…
I chuckled.
Idiot.
That’s me.
That’s me, the one I’m staring with.
I looked away, I can’t look anymore.
So that’s why…
That’s why they’re staring at me like that…
I chuckled…
And then I laughed…
And then I laughed louder…
I can feel everyone’s staring at me with those weird looks on their faces right now…
Well! That’s nothing new…
The only thing now is that…I don’t care.
I don’t care.
I stopped caring.
I laughed so hard that my tears can’t stop falling.
I laughed so hard until I coughed and coughed but I still continued laughing anyways.
So…that’s why! That’s why! That’s why they’re looking at me!
Judging me
Because that’s how I looked!
I look ugly!
I’m not like those girls with straight nose and beautiful eyes,
Skinny bodies and **** curves.
I’m not like those that have skinny cheeks…I have fat ones…
I’m not like them…
I look different!
I laughed and ran!
I think it got me now…whatever it is.
Whatever what’s in my heart earlier totally got me right now.
I feel mad.
I feel mad.
I feel mad.
For myself and everyone.
That’s why?
That’s why they’re like that?
That’s why I’m like this?
Why?
No one.
No one understands.
No one cares.
All they do is judge.
Judge someone who they only saw that’s different from them.
Judge someone without knowing them.
Without knowing me.
Laugh at it.
Talk about it.
Don’t they know it’s hurting?
I found a bridge!
No one cares.
I feel mad.
Even my brain doesn’t care.
It’s painful you see…
Dad…mom, it’s so painful, but…where are you?
You should comfort me right? You should tell me that they are the wrong here, right?
Dad, mom, I’m so sad right now. I always feel like this.
I want to be happy.
But they can’t accept me!
Now I know why they’re doing that! I saw it!
Dad…mom! Where are you?
Oh…I see you’re busy.
You don’t need to scream at me to go away…I’ll leave now.
I’m sorry mom…dad. I guess you’re like them too.
Friends…why are you ignoring me?
I need you…
Oh…you’re busy?
Okay…I’m sorry.
I stepped on the foot of the bridge…
Ooooh, the water’s inviting me to come…
I think it’s cold…but not as cold as them.
Oh! It’s calling me now! The thing that was chasing me
The thing that I was telling you.
Oh…I think I heard a scream?
I think it’s telling me to stop?
I turned my head around and there I saw many people.
I can’t make out their expressions…I think its pity?
Shock?
Mercy?
I smiled at them…a mad smile.
A smile with tears on my cheeks, from my eyes…that came from my heart…
Ha!
Oh.
It’s calling me.
It said it’s comfortable there.
Over there.
It said my pain will end.
It said they’ll love me there.
Oh! I want to be loved! I heard that once!
I loved someone once…but well, I know he won’t love me.
He’s perfect…I am not.
I’m not worth it for him.
He was my everything…
I love him.
Love?
I heard that was an amazing feeling…
You know, to be loved…to be taken care of…to have someone to listen to…
Okay.
I jumped!
Wow, it’s high!
I think I heard some people scream?
Maybe they’re happy now that I will be gone!
I felt the water hit my body…
Oh, it’s really cold.
But not as cold as them.
My lungs suddenly wished for air…
It started to suffocate me…
But not as much as suffocating as them…
I need air.
But I won’t swim back.
It’s killing me…
But not as much as they’re killing me…
My thoughts started to become blurry…
I think I’m going to end this here now…
I’ve been strong for too long…didn’t I?
I should rest now.
Mom…dad…
I just hope you listened to me…just once.
I’m not happy…you see.
I’m not happy…
I’m not happy…
I feel sad.
I feel so alone.
Can you hear me?
I hope you were there…but you’re not.
I think it’s too late now. Goodbye.
Friends…I understand.
You’re busy…
Good luck!
Well…goodbye for me…
I hope to see you there.
And to you…
Yes you…
G-Goodbye…
T-they’re happ-yy…n-now…a-ree t-theyy?
Hehe…
I-ca n-n’t f-feel an-nythingg an-nym-ore…
Hmmmm….
Dezi Marshall Jan 2014
I think I'm YY's 4 U
I know we R not meant 2 B.
U asked me,
"Y, Y, Y  U don't love me?"
I asked U,
"Y do U text & call 24/7?"
I need space.
I want 2 sit on the beach alone.
I want 2 walk alone.
I want 2 go dancing with other men.
I don't want U n my face 24/7.
Breaking up is hard 2 do 4 U.
Breaking up isn't hard 2 do 4 me.
Phone rings.
I.C. caller I.D.
No surprise! It's U!
I don't answer.
Changing digits?
YES!
EZ on both of us.
If U C me,
walk by like U don't know me.
K?
U go 2 Europe
I stay home.
U meet a new love?
Good for you!
GL!
EZ 4 me 2 meet a new love
if U R happy with her.
I meet a new love?
very easy 4 me.
EZ 4 me & all like me
because we R women. : )
Jay earnest Sep 2019
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Jonny Buttcheeks Mar 2015
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I hope you've been tuning in
V qba'g guvax V oryvrir lbh
'Cause this one's for you
Vg'f bxnl, V'yy or svar

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