have a look:
the [a-ha-ha-ha] platform is packed with
the commuters are not used
to smile regularly by the end
of a long day
have a closer look:
between the commuters you
some guys carrying
transparent [hr-ha-a] chunks filled with
about the fluid
now people have a
reason to laugh
You’re so beautiful
But I get the feeling that you get told that all the time
No, not beautiful, but that your fine
And it’s ran to your ******* head
Don’t trust women, yet can’t seem to get them out your head
Don’t trust the devil,
But you always let him lie in your bed
Watching demons through different mediums
Yet wonder why you can’t get them OFF your head.
Always breaking bread with your ******
But can’t get up and make some bread
Got an ole lady at home
But you tied to the streets instead
When you gone grow up
And learn how to be a ******* man?
Spurted a teaspoon of ***** inside her:
A teacher, nurse, doctor,
An artist, a poet, a writer,............ and I,
A swimming gold medallist.
We all swam to reach the ****,
I was Y and I merged withX first,
A new swimming sensation was born.
What did the ***** say to the egg.
I am Y,
I have travelled a long way,
Let me meet your X,
They have been ordained a Boy,
So it shall be.
Yes ! I am a girl
And I have a monthly guest
It comes without any messages ,without phone calls
Just with the flow of pain
Always endures me
I get lots of gifts
ache in bloatted belly
Death hanging in the waist
pimples blush at the cheeks
Yeah ! I have periods
Red petals stain
in my beautiful white dress
like a bouquet of roses
These cease pains garden my womb
To be a perfect clock
without tick tock and bell
But runs for nine month
Just to change
****** ***** into a baby...
Being a girl is a bless with a free gift called pain .
I love the way rain looks when it melts the pavement into glass.
All the trees and lights cast back the tangled road.
Looking out the window during a storm
and bringing your eyes from the street
to the window,
all the water droplets move along to their own rhythm like land *****, ending up a puddle in a stage of full maturity.
Why do people drown, having swum best race as *****?
How many times must I ask myself
"What's the point?"
Before I'll actually have an answer?
And I see all people
As disgusting pieces of
Trash, waste and cancer
I'm so fed up with trying
To understand these fools
Who insist on filling our population
And they just
Many mouths we're
go ahead, sell my data
it's like *****, i can always make more
Lack of sleep and lack of adderall make me cray
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