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Cassandra Tucas Mar 2018
From that simple hi
to we both get high
Everything's so fast
I wonder if it will last

I knew right then
I found the one
Who'll break my heart
And leave me in the dark
misses
missed
missing
marvels
mystery
maintains
mountounious
moun­taintops

more over than under
she still sees me crawling
perhaps she feels me
ask her


excuse me miss
have
you
that part

of my mind

of
one
line
same as love
ok miss
?
















...
..
..
misses me
again
ha
...
..
.
will corn
what scorn
must
you
norm
she fluffed
her pillows
left
me
under the willows

we took sips off her lips
she held my hands
we made plans
she said
she
would meet me
in
the
promised land



























now your flakes
?





















...
..
.
she met
...
..
.
One and Only Feb 2018
By the time you see this,
I hope we are both truly happy.
By the time you see this,
I hope I haven’t done something heartbreaking for you to leave me.
By the time you see this I hope you’ve already realized,
You are my dark
You are my light
You are what keeps me going.
We may be too young,
I may be too naive right now
But whatever happens,
Please know I love you.
From the depths of this cracked soul and heart.

I LOVE YOU

I love you for who you are.
I don’t care anymore what happened in the past.
Losing you is not worth fighting over
“who was wrong, who was right“

I LOVE YOU

I love you for the flaws you have
I love you for the moments we spent laughing
I love you for the moments we shared crying
I love every bit of you.
And I hope you know that too.
I love you so much KCMB. You’ve done so much and been through hell and back for me. I don’t deserve you, but I’m so happy you still chose me.
HappyHappyHappy Feb 2018
Follow me


into the depths of horror

but sweet at the same time

Our blood casts a river; a route

to our dreams and hops

Failure is another word for another try

The pain and emotion are the workers

They build our roads for us

Come follow me

Step on your flesh

Bite into it

Cry

Hope

Your attempts and hardship is your road

I am your friend to help you.
hi. i came back. im going to have to delete some poems because i dont like them and for other reasons. ill write poems that are actually good. ill do better
Case in point comprises emotional state of euphoria
would deafeningly, definitely, deliciously get
frenziedly expelled from stadium. Roe ting for
“our boys” packing every last seat in the bleachers
all manner of humankind would (during lulls)

Instagram, Kindle, Messenger, Outlook, Quicken,
Snapchat, Twitter. Santander, Verizon,Wells Fargo
might be sponsors for major competitive challenge.
Zero tolerance imposes winning at all costs versus
grievous miserable rapacious violent yawping

linkedin loss outcome of sporting events. Under
stand able home team owns an advantage (true
for rival players on their turf) predicated on avid
loyal fans boosting morale from family members,

friends, neighbors, et cetera. The ear splitting
roaring cheering hoopla emanating from spectators
(housed in relatively close proximity to handsomely
paid putting Pontius Pilate and bad *** Brutus brutes

rolled into one mean human fighting machine.
This previous comment meant as an honorable
kickstarter, hyperbolic endearment. My humblest apology
if said statement misinterpreted as a NON off fence sieve

strong moderate slight against any creed, race, religion,
et cetera. I merely sought an analogously effective
impact asper these hypothetical Popeye muscle
bulging arms length professional athletes plush residences

lodged in general metropolitan area to rubber baby
buggy bumper screaming banshee spectators. A
winning score affiliated with bruising, cutthroat,
dynamo...fierce-some giant, heaving, indomitably

jinxed, “killer” macho no nonsense, outlandish packed
quintessentially robust searing troopers translates
into utter screaming, quaking outrageous merciless
krazy individuals generating ecstatic cacophony
airing zeal! If (dog forbid) the richly paid, namebrand
looming kneecapped kneeling illustrious giant egghead
con cussed career athletes fumble, crumble and bumble

spelling a loss for those spectators (who doled out
a *** of cash) quickly make collective disappointment
known by cursing, first in ****, odiously reprehensible,
unacceptable wimpy yikyaking atrocious carpetbombing
expletives. As a casual observer (albeit also participant
within the human league of billions within the culture
club sans crowded house), no shortage of opportunities

avail themselves to scrutinize the man knee ting man
contention upon this oblate spheroid (densely populated
globular planet), these myopic brown eyes of mine need
not pay per view to witness austerity, depravity, gravity,

et cetera manifold gamut of Primate (particularly ****
Sapien) behavior. Raucous, querulous, perilous, obnoxious,
notorious...actions prompt me to intervene as referee.
I would fear for my life if one to many excessive acts
of kindness would require specialists to scrape my pan
caked body electric off the sidewalk. A similar outcome

would most likely transpire if this totally tubular troubadour
disgust religion. As a tried and true value adherent of atheism,
a vociferous, rapacious, nefarious, *******, fractious Bible
thumping religious dogmatic character would expend every
last ounce of fire and brimstone to proselytize me. Thus

when infrequently conversing about one or the other
aforementioned verboten topics de jure, I consciously
exhibit genuine indifference keeping mum. Obvious
quietness sidesteps ugly wickedness.

Your anonymous, curious, erroneous garrulous, hip poe
***** mass stir wordsmith Matthew Scott Harris
Asominate Jan 2018
Pain, hello, pain,
We meet once again.

Hello, how do you do?
Life been much better without you.

So meet meet again,
Now I'll lose, no more gain

I'll try to remain sane
As I'm tortured by you, pain.

You put me to shame,
I hate you, pain, leave once again.
bye, pain!
past glaciers glances
with your branded
stars rocks
bruise
my
intentions
return me
to
dust
polish
my
emotions
plate me
in gold
here
am
i
stories told

poetry approaches
my chambers
gallows
swing
ing
me

oh noose oh noose
tight around neck
break me
me
of
this
traveling effect


ban me
till
i
write
all your wrongs

with
all
of
your
love
you
stone me
?
who's high
just try
just
be
hi
...
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