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I bet you're #$@&%! other girls
who don't brush ***** out their curls
the type that rides santander bikes and
can't fall for people their mate likes, who
play piano when they say they will,  
and write about romantic things, like walking tightropes
blowing glass or #$@&%
! in your room in spring

I bet you read to them in Latin, bet
they think you're chatting... utter #$@!
and that there's fairy lights above their beds
where you've cuddled all their friends,
it's almost poly, am i wrong? platonic head, you all get on
yes, and they sing
and look like disney when they're close
they're milkmaids, pornstars, near divine
no plasters needed, they shave fine
I bet he'd love to #$@& them too,
because they're handy with their hands,
they have craft tables or play the bass in some punk band
and when they go to galleries they understand
why some artists are grouped with others when
to me it's all whatever, i'll see them all whatever

oh and bless! their kisses mean things
and mine are ill-thought-out and grime
they remind you of the time, with me it's always getting late...
i'm an r/truecrime date-  ​
i think that dahmer's in my teeth
not great for someone scared of meat...

and when you, when you, when when, when, um, i

i bet you're #$@&%*! them and more,
i bet he'd love to do it too,
his ice clear veins like Finnish waters
your endless thirst for Athens' daughters
but i don't really want to know,
don't need you randomers to call;
no cigar shops, sketchpad summer,
not the clash or prop-up vogues
what i really need is sunlight
and myself
i miss her most
this was a rant in poem form and i thought it'd be funny to use symbol swearing to make it look more interesting, use your imaginations (though it did turn some stuff italic aha)
i feel miles better
Give me solitude
Give me peace
Give me privacy
Give me space
The universe makes random jokes 
Like, to know me is a curse 
My personalities make it worse.

The introvert in me is ugly painted with gloomy clouds, stalking demons in the alley loves to mourn as a firstborn sick With numb eyes flick,
tears don't exist anymore.

The extrovert in me is silly painted with colours people never been seen, his smile is flawless and always wander around clueless about why he smiles.

The **** in me is a song or people like to call it wrong, a yearlong gong he writes 'lol' in people's wall with a fluffy cloud inside his brain, 
it reads tetrahydrocannabinol, 
notorious for his vocabulary,
can **** with an epistolary.

The Dib is a broken rib, spoon-feed bib 
He writes out of syllabus with sketchy nib,
runs in a solo trip his life says 'rofl'.

A introspect.
Strying Apr 21
If everyone dies,
why should I try to get an A?
And if humans are evil,
why do I try to be good?
do we not understand that the stress we put on ourselves is unneeded, u can live your life, or you can die, it's that simple.
Live hard or live easy depends on how people around you treat life.
Sadly, society is mainly made up of people who want complacent slaves who get good grades and end up working a 9 to 5 in an office.
In fact, people will judge you until you make it big, and even then people will keep judging you.
You can't be loved by everyone, and you can't expect that.
But, that should be the norm.
Why do we hate, when we can love?
Why do people make things harder for themselves?
It's like we want people to suffer but then complain when it affects us too.
ok this started out as a poem and ended in a rant so it's cool if u don't read, just idk where to put it all lol
S Smoothie Dec 2020
Hold up

Enough of this bird drip

Wipe your nose and look up

Pathetic blind mice play 2 wise sheep

The artificial heart beeps

While yours bleeds

Your blood is coin

A fools folly of *****

Your child sacrificed

Cut to pieces and torn

Yet for the afflictedbstrangers you mourn

For animals you weep

Some to **** some to keep

Scientific lies poison your mind

Call the message fear

Call the message hate

Call the message division

God does not exist

Re-call the message

Re-call the message

Re-call the message

Fall asleep zombie

Fall asleep sheep

The lion sleeps tonight

The red dragon stalks

Green eyed monster

Gives birth to the invisible beast

A burden

Gray matter feeding artificial martyrs

You can do it yourself only you can't

You can be free only youre not

Poked with incessant panic

Prodded with incessant fear

Switch off

Recall the message

Recall the message

Recall the message

We are not saved in this world but the next

For the wise
Not the intelligent.
Bhill Dec 2020
Disturbance - Rant

in the depth of today's disturbance, there is an escape
the overwhelming evidence is in the art of discovery
learning how wrong or how right you are by the intoxicating evidence
evidence, that both sides seem to have and believe
that my friends is where a disturbance dwells
in the mirror, you will greet the only someone that can change the outcome...

happy holidays and may the image in the mirror be the one you expect

Brian Hill - 2020 # 351
Who do you see in the Mirror?
Let me say
First off
Your Pandemic
and BLM
To me
Are see through
Matter of fact
The whole entire scheme
In the grand scheme
of things
Is transparent
It's like a game of
Behind the scenes
Yeah  I see you
Like a forced
be-tween the two
You know
The so called quote
and quote
And the
"Make" believe
Yeah, that's how they
But boy, Oh boy!
You must be stuped
Ha! Ha!
But the Joke
( Or should I say ? )
The Yoke is on you
They say that proof
is in the
And here's proof
All eyes are now on
Cause we can see you
on the News
Reporting Half-truths
Like slipp'n  a noose
round our
Keeping the slaves in check
And fear..
In Regulation
A mis-calculation
Cause the fear you produce
Is too loose
My néck's slim like a
So I just re-adjust
And shake it all off
Like a Boss
And stay calm while
Like a Moth
( Smh ) @
These Days
Cause these days
here Man
Or at least for me anyway
I don't even.. turn them
And that includes
the T.V.
Social Media
Or the  News
Or even give it a single
And as I look
all around
me maaaaan
Yo  I just learn
to play my
As I aim to shut it
all down
by turning it all
This is my opinion, I repeat my opinion 😤
I will add more or change some things if need be
Amanda Dec 2020
Let me feel again,
Anything. Everything. Please.
I will take it all.
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