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#oreo
sitting across from me was you and your big smile, the way your eyes would squint as we were laughing about the different oreo flavors watching you pull out packs and packs of them eagerly from your backpack dunking it in a purple shake -- the sweet taste of ube and the little pearls sitting at the bottom, our table filled and soon our stomachs, the steam of freshly cooked rice and the sizzle of pork sisig, the clanking of the utensils and the sound of the conversations you started, i can hear it all in my head. a scene that almost played out but didn't, a moment i wish took place, excitement was now a shade of dark blue and the plans we've made turned into dust. i wish i've known what was going on inside your head and here I am talking to you in mine whispering for you to come home but you are.
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 4:34 PM UTC
oreos
It fell so hard It rolled on the floor I just stared Was it my heart? It almost broke Oreo cookie double stuffed I ate it anyways My inner rebel said it was ok It was intact thanks to “the stuff” So is my happy heart
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 9:41 PM UTC
Evil Snarf said I could
My sound has always offended ears As if when I speak fire comes out As if a black with grammar brings fears Like when i said door instead of Dough they shout Afraid of my speech they put me down Call me sounding white just because I use a proper noun Can’t even say my name without spite My attire gets mocked as well No Jordan’s no rip jeans no chains They even hate my smell I dress for myself not for eye strains Music taste are greats from another era Some rock blues jazz and rap It burns them to hear like they need aloe vera As if all black ppl trap I have a dad so I’m anomaly They can’t get why mom has a degree Like having a dad needs a homily or Education for women isn’t a reality My voice shocks my oppressor He sees it as me trying to be like him When did it become illegal to be black with a professor Or speak intelligently is only for them Afraid that my tongue means I can’t be controlled Then I’m a threat to the world So they make it appear as if pronunciation Is only white gold And the only reason I speak this way is because I’m swirled To articulated for my skin And to dark so it’s sin I wish the way I speak didn’t matter in the end
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Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 7:08 PM UTC
Oreos
I feel great!
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
Oreos for Breakfast
losing him's like being given an oreo when you've been having double stuff forever i've been losing him and i didn't even notice
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 5:17 AM UTC
notice
Various flavours all so sweet, They indicate only one thing, Definition of sweetness & joy. Enjoy it with friends or family, Or the most beautiful memory, I enjoy it with her on my mind. It is just so sweet & chocolatey, Just as her strong & soft nature, I love them both, but I eat Oreo!
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 8:17 AM UTC
Oreo
Everything's still the same, Nothing seems to have changed But one... You're gone. And, without you, Even though everything's still the same, Nothing seems to be the same.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 5:40 AM UTC
Without you...
Once I tasted Oreo, Chocolate became plain. Once I tried Red lips, Normal lips turned pale. Once I had you, Other guys came across as Nothing. Just like how it was Nothing to you.
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
Nothing
Once upon a time, in a land faraway, lived an Oreo biscuit. Everyone judged him-- he was black on the outside, and white on the in. He thought he would never ever fit in. Now in that land of biscuits, where most were brown, they all thought Oreo's the strangest in town. But little did they know he was the favorite of the lot. For in the human world, his kind was the most bought. Everyone learned to love him, even the Fita guy. But he told Oreo, "Don't trust humans; you won't want to know why." But the Oreo boy, he was a curious one. He thought he needed to enjoy, go out and have fun. Later that night, someone grabbed him, behold-- fear glazed over Oreo's eyes over what he was told. He was twisted and dunked in milk till he drowned. Then broken forever and his life was summed. For whatever Fita said, it became so true. Whatever happened to Oreo Hopefully, won't happen to you.
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 7:48 AM UTC
The Oreo