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Isabel Apr 2018
Trying to juggle at 1am,
Trying to catch those ******* *****,
Trying to throw them the"right way",
Trying to do everything everyone tells me,  
Everything that I can't do.

Thoughts swirling in my brain,
Fogging my concentration.
Self-doubt arising,
wondering why no one has called me a failure yet.
Questions screamed to the universe.

All this fuss,
Just for three juggling *****,
Three juggling ***** which I can't juggle,
Three juggling ***** leading to my accusation of a failure,
Three juggling ***** questioning my capacity.
All this for three juggling *****.
TheBroet Feb 2018
Trip or dive
Slip or slide
In the end...
Does It Matter?
Life is a game
In the end...
Did you thrive?
Or merely
Survive
Randall Walker Sep 2017
Has their ever been an original thought?
I swear everything I say
Has either been broken, stolen, or bought.
And I rot with the shame of it,
Feeling I falsely carve in my name.
I’m trying to find the right path
On this road to fame,
Citing a hundred-plus peeps a day,
Though on the real,
Those just the ones I can name.

In this game,
These bouncing ***** just                            on back,
                                                      bounce
My eyes are bouncing,
I’ll get the knack.
The frame constructed
Of things to come,
My vision obstructed,
Well, isn’t this fun?
Nick Moser Mar 2017
It is said that the mighty don’t kneel for any **** body.
I am not mighty, but if you strip me bare,
I have got two things left:
My ***** and my word,
And I don’t break them for any **** body.
At the end of the day,
All I am is who I am,
Which gives me all the power in the World,
To be so much more.
Because I ain’t just any **** body.
My ***** and my word.
Bad Jokes Inc Dec 2016
My name is Young Slug
and I write hip hop songs.
The lyrics sound as clear
as a lady slurping dongs.

Martin Luther King once told me
that my mother was a ****.
So I whipped out a baseball bat,
and ****** him in the ****.

I think he liked it too much,
cause he was moaning "colonel sanders,
stick it in my ***... and make me dry like the flanders."
All names mentioned in this **** are purely coincidence so f*** you.
LucidLucy Oct 2016
I missed the old hippie that always gives high fives to everybody.
The kid that always hangs out for free coffee.
The geek that reads books in bookshops until closing.
The dreamer that never stopped dreaming.
The artist that never stopped at life no matter what **** comes in.
Today I missed the old self that I was once in.
Gradually been overtaking bigger challenges in life. Going through one of the longest commitment as being human. I used to be young and fun. Can't fully believe that I' fall for life's tiny hacks into turning me as a boring version of my cool self.
Tanisha Jackland Oct 2016
I wrote you a love letter

It was all dolled up

Pretty words to
make you fall in love

Some parts dangled
With the charm of
golden bling

Then another part
you could smell
the lather of my skin

But I didn't stop there

I conjured up cupid

Then wrote your name
in blood and burnt it

Placed the ashes in a honey jar
with lavender and rose

Whispered your name 69 times
under a blue red moon

Now
I watch you in my crystal ball
and wait for you to come to me
https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire/rose-quartz
James Alai Feb 2016
She kicked me in the *****
And I came crashing down
Next time I will wear metal underwear
And we shall see who falls.

Mwahaha!
(Twiddles fingers like a ******)
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