#gorgois - Hello Poetry

when out of fear I moved to my safe place with my eyes open I wish I could buy you the forest so you could see a sunny day The clouds and all the thoughts I have of life creep a shadow creature is cold because it is night out I would buy you happiness if you ever needed it A grumpy old man above you.

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Dec 5, 2017

Dec 5, 2017 at 1:20 AM UTC

crandallbranch

jumble of thoughts

when out of fear I moved to my safe place with my eyes open I wish I could buy you the forest so you could see a sunny day The clouds and all the thoughts I have of life creep a shadow creature is cold because it is night out I would buy you happiness if you ever needed it A grumpy old man above you.

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My smooth vermin, you inspire me to write. How I hate the way you infest, Invading my mind day and through the night, Always dreaming about the wicked rest. Let me compare you to a contender? You are more ugly and more disgusting. Hot frost nips the robins of December, And wintertime has the shocking busting. How do I hate you? Let me count the ways. I hate your intriguing infestations. Thinking of your many legs fills my days. My hate for you is the implications. Now I must away with a loathsome heart, Remember my fast words whilst we're apart.

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Dec 3, 2017

Dec 3, 2017 at 1:12 AM UTC

crandallbranch

Ode to the Vermin

My smooth vermin, you inspire me to write. How I hate the way you infest, Invading my mind day and through the night, Always dreaming about the wicked rest. Let me compare you to a contender? You are more ugly and more disgusting. Hot frost nips the robins of December, And wintertime has the shocking busting. How do I hate you? Let me count the ways. I hate your intriguing infestations. Thinking of your many legs fills my days. My hate for you is the implications. Now I must away with a loathsome heart, Remember my fast words whilst we're apart.

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"that'll be thirty dollars" says the cashier and I willingly hand him the money knowing I could take my groceries and run society has problems but why is nobody willing to step up and fix them? myself included we all know we are bad people, and we all know we are not willing to change.

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Nov 28, 2017

Nov 28, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC

crandallbranch

impossible change

"that'll be thirty dollars" says the cashier and I willingly hand him the money knowing I could take my groceries and run society has problems but why is nobody willing to step up and fix them? myself included we all know we are bad people, and we all know we are not willing to change.

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i don't know how to love i don't even know what love is all i know is that around you, i feel safe and warm and to me, that is love.

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Nov 27, 2017

Nov 27, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC

crandallbranch

what is love?

i don't know how to love i don't even know what love is all i know is that around you, i feel safe and warm and to me, that is love.

6

happiness is the best protection from this cruel world they run at you they run at me every day with their harsh words and forked, hissing tongues i feel fear and sadness why me? why am i the target? but now i know they're just afraid themselves they too feel fear and sadness happiness is the only escape from reality

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Nov 25, 2017

Nov 25, 2017 at 6:52 PM UTC

crandallbranch

elusive freedom

happiness is the best protection from this cruel world they run at you they run at me every day with their harsh words and forked, hissing tongues i feel fear and sadness why me? why am i the target? but now i know they're just afraid themselves they too feel fear and sadness happiness is the only escape from reality

12

we are connected, like two gummy candies fused or like a warm tongue stuck to a cold piece of ice i feel like i'm stuck to you like when a magician traps you inside your own mind or when you're handcuffed to yourself but instead of you being me you're you glorious you o o --|----|-- / \ / \

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Nov 19, 2017

Nov 19, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC

crandallbranch

intertwined

we are connected, like two gummy candies fused or like a warm tongue stuck to a cold piece of ice i feel like i'm stuck to you like when a magician traps you inside your own mind or when you're handcuffed to yourself but instead of you being me you're you glorious you o o --|----|-- / \ / \

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your love is the fire my heart is the embers charred, left behind, but glowing after your touch

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Nov 19, 2017

Nov 19, 2017 at 7:14 PM UTC