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Here’s what you don’t recognize. I cared too much I was blind By someone who wouldn’t take the time To trufully tell me things weren’t fine. So here is where I get my turn To tell the story you haven’t heard You spit verifiable lies While I send you **** cause you’re dead inside So it comes as no surprise That the selfish illusion of pride Was something at least at the time A wall from behind which you can hide But like I can see through this wall I can reach the other side. I can only listen to ******** so many times. I can’t save your *** this time And you think everything is fine. Well, truthfully like a newborn you’re blind And when you finally do open those eyes I’ll be gone I’m leaving you behind. Manipulation is a state of mind Sure I’ve had my run for a time But I moved on to a better life One that is honest caring and kind. But it’s not easy Finding the like mind No you have to learn That when I think of you I think of a giant lie So enjoy your new life. I’d like nothing more than to witness it blind Oh and tell the ones you like to run to I don’t give a flying **** about your kind In fact soon you’ll realize how little you actually tried And you’ll be left with a shell of a life See you tell me this I can only take so much of this You brought this on yourself 8 years sums up to a streak of sordid lies And knowing what I said to the mask you work You chose to act not like a friend You acted like a ***** So for you posers wannabe swine Check yourself and get back in line You’re sheep to your egotistical minds And that’s good and fine You just won’t ever be able to reach your finish line. So this is goodbye I hope you dream of your lies I hope perspective brings you pain The same type as mine Inflicted by another Who tricked you into a love line.
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Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 7:13 AM UTC
All About You
Here’s what you don’t recognize. I cared too much I was blind By someone who wouldn’t take the time To trufully tell me things weren’t fine. So here is where I get my turn To tell the story you haven’t heard You spit verifiable lies While I send you **** cause you’re dead inside So it comes as no surprise That the selfish illusion of pride Was something at least at the time A wall from behind which you can hide But like I can see through this wall I can reach the other side. I can only listen to ******** so many times. I can’t save your *** this time And you think everything is fine. Well, truthfully like a newborn you’re blind And when you finally do open those eyes I’ll be gone I’m leaving you behind. Manipulation is a state of mind Sure I’ve had my run for a time But I moved on to a better life One that is honest caring and kind. But it’s not easy Finding the like mind No you have to learn That when I think of you I think of a giant lie So enjoy your new life. I’d like nothing more than to witness it blind Oh and tell the ones you like to run to I don’t give a flying **** about your kind In fact soon you’ll realize how little you actually tried And you’ll be left with a shell of a life See you tell me this I can only take so much of this You brought this on yourself 8 years sums up to a streak of sordid lies And knowing what I said to the mask you work You chose to act not like a friend You acted like a ***** So for you posers wannabe swine Check yourself and get back in line You’re sheep to your egotistical minds And that’s good and fine You just won’t ever be able to reach your finish line. So this is goodbye I hope you dream of your lies I hope perspective brings you pain The same type as mine Inflicted by another Who tricked you into a love line.
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granted life for this season must we fight he reasons reasons he is being sculpted this day only are we given to breathe here take this life from me laughing intent none was me i have been ? ... .. .
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
i have been
self-transformation, teen fiction divination and dreams religion, christian fiction bibles and poetry new releases and posters of my favorite books I know they've never read starbucks, emoji code deciphered no one here is ever again, as if they had, going to swing from a chandelier a front cover party picture of warhol he had it easy to shock with mere queers who decided to make all the books coloured beautiful I'm wading in ***** looking for the girl
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:49 PM UTC
books by their cover
Poetic.....Poetic.....Poetic Is what everybody is now Poetic justice is what everybody brings now Burn the city down Poetic Maybe then the government will listen Everyone a revolutionary Poetic Posers standing on podiums They march for peace but plant the seed to send you to war Posers never on the front line Cowards afraid to die first Poetic Selling dreams that don't exist like those of Mr. King Posers afraid of death Homosexuals of war But far from an Alexander Far from a Ceacer but those are who they chosen to follow since they don't lead none Poetic We poets don't speak up I was going to recite with my stage name Anonymous my alter ego My Duo persona Poetic But for this everyone should see the face and now the name Of the man who pointed out the cowards I'm not afraid of death, Poetic I'm not afraid of arrest Poetic But the bloods the crips The nation of islam Should had burned down Sallie Mae Not mom and pop shops Poetic Restore the damage Restore the damage pay your dues Go get your 40 acres and your mule I dream the dream but not American Since I live my life as if I was to die Before being immortalize Poetic
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC
Poetic (Posers)
*When sun exposes Lizards hiss flail writhing Light shows so truly*
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 10:53 PM UTC
Zz Reptiles
*Scraps in an alley Crumpled throwaways their stars What is left of them*
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
Paper Stars
Everyone's favortie thing In the mirror Drunk Sober Cracked grins and halfway smiles It's how we walk or lean against that wall Photos Job Interviews Time with friends or family dinners it's how we hold our drink or Drive our car Clutch that cigarette with fingertips or two knuckles down We all love to pose
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC
EVERYNOBODYWATCHING
O how sods proclaim  .  .  . Where there should be so much shame,   .  .  .  Mediocrity.
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Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Haiku ( vacuous )
To be a poser , to me means you can't really think for yourself.
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
POSERS ****