#desperado - Hello Poetry

You're laid out with a blank stare with dreams of becoming a millionaire on the couch where you're ensnared stuck in what you call a nightmare Sorry I have no sympathy to your muscle atrophy while you lay in envy I just can not pity so I invite you to the city to come experience poetry its what helps me feel less ****** No thanks, just let me wallow while my soul feels so hollow I will not, can not, follow I have lost my bravado go on you wild desperado to your El Dorado At least one of us has found gold.

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Aug 10, 2018

Aug 10, 2018 at 8:37 AM UTC

EvilShredder

Gold Dipped Poetry

You're laid out with a blank stare with dreams of becoming a millionaire on the couch where you're ensnared stuck in what you call a nightmare Sorry I have no sympathy to your muscle atrophy while you lay in envy I just can not pity so I invite you to the city to come experience poetry its what helps me feel less ****** No thanks, just let me wallow while my soul feels so hollow I will not, can not, follow I have lost my bravado go on you wild desperado to your El Dorado At least one of us has found gold.

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You are Tequila shots In perfect desperado Your days heavy and long Your nights, sudden aislado. I am wine glasses In bittersweet nocturno My days short My nights, eternal inferno. We always swallowed those notes Like fire down our throats. -- Eleanor

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May 28, 2018

May 28, 2018 at 12:12 PM UTC

EleanorRigby

Inferno Desperado

You are Tequila shots In perfect desperado Your days heavy and long Your nights, sudden aislado. I am wine glasses In bittersweet nocturno My days short My nights, eternal inferno. We always swallowed those notes Like fire down our throats. -- Eleanor

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Water surrounding me. Why youthful spirit? Time even recoil, yet escape? My night mare, see a track no destination? Daytime, No route, originaly? I knowingly how some see day light before sunrise? Deeply asking, never generalizing? Its hours before night, new it rough of course. I tried, sunrise eventually not caring is caring why position the past? My Past?

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Mar 9, 2016

Mar 9, 2016 at 3:16 PM UTC

chill-luciani

Sunrise

Water surrounding me. Why youthful spirit? Time even recoil, yet escape? My night mare, see a track no destination? Daytime, No route, originaly? I knowingly how some see day light before sunrise? Deeply asking, never generalizing? Its hours before night, new it rough of course. I tried, sunrise eventually not caring is caring why position the past? My Past?

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there’s a gun in my pocket heavy with the essence of another man’s soul still swirling in the smoky barrel in this dark corner of this lonely and forgotten bar is the man who played Thanatos and brought to inevitable conclusion the yearnings of a single human life in this corner, sipping cheap whiskey and smoking foreign cigarettes is a killer with a conscience but you’d never know it steady hands and unwavering eyes greet the bartender I order another shot and pat my thigh, keeping the soul in the chamber for just a little longer because, really, it’s my soul that’s been stolen by that gun in my pocket

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Jun 2, 2015

Jun 2, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC

ron-sparks

the gun in my pocket

there’s a gun in my pocket heavy with the essence of another man’s soul still swirling in the smoky barrel in this dark corner of this lonely and forgotten bar is the man who played Thanatos and brought to inevitable conclusion the yearnings of a single human life in this corner, sipping cheap whiskey and smoking foreign cigarettes is a killer with a conscience but you’d never know it steady hands and unwavering eyes greet the bartender I order another shot and pat my thigh, keeping the soul in the chamber for just a little longer because, really, it’s my soul that’s been stolen by that gun in my pocket

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You bought my time One whole day Just to be in the street lazily walking the paths we know DX DX D-A Access we had for free and empty rides led us nowhere Desperados.

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May 8, 2014

May 8, 2014 at 4:36 PM UTC

Tera-Shepherd

Expires End of Day

You bought my time One whole day Just to be in the street lazily walking the paths we know DX DX D-A Access we had for free and empty rides led us nowhere Desperados.

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