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#screwyou
Yeah!!, You're Different!! So what??? cos, In reality; we are not the same, We have different races, all creeds, and all colors, It ain't nothing but a thing, some may be Light, and fair, and pudgy all round, tall, short, big, or skinny, WHO ARE YOU TO PUT US DOWN??? Dark, or Caramel conflection, with big old round buggy eyes, Boney, skinny with hamhocks, Nothing but big legs, and thighs, eyes sunkned in, or slanted, RELAX WE ARE FROM THE SAME PLANET!!! smooth skin, rough skin, The Outer is cool, but THE BEAUTY'S WITHIN, You may not have the perfect body, or even the best looking face, What you do have is style and class, and you are so full of Love and Grace, YOU ARE DIFFERENT BECAUSE, GOD MADE YOU THIS WAY, If they don't like HIS CREATION, they need to GO FAR AWAY, YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL!!! NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY, THEIR OPINION DOESN'T MATTER, WHO ASKED THEM ANYWAY??? No shade, more hugs, Giving nothing but LOVE ❤️ B.R. Date: 9/12/2025
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Sep 13, 2025
Sep 13, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
You're Different, So What???
You broke my wings That helped me fly. You broke my heart With your broken promises and lies. You broke my bones And taught me to fear. But you know what? ***** you. Because I may be broken, But I'm still here.
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Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 8:48 PM UTC
Broken, but still here.
Sometimes I miss you But why waste precious brain space Thinking about trash
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 8:18 PM UTC
haiku (no. 6)
Dear Donald Trump You don’t know me but I sadly know you Your face has been plastered on tv screens and newspapers for so long And your words have cut into my soul like a knife Twisting each time you spew your venom Never in my life have I been more scared of a man until now I am now forced to be more aware of my surroundings because your supporters are hidden in crowds waiting… Despite all your crushing charades I have never been more proud to be the minority Because for the first time I see my communities standing together Seeing my family work hour on hour only proves you’re a fraud Cause unlike you I spit the truth not lies I preserve differences you block them I strive to build peace between nations while you rather build a wall to separate it News flash, us Hispanics don’t want to be in any country you’re running We aren’t these lazy or uneducated ganstas you make us out to be Us Hispanics are your backbone Were the ones building the skyscrapers you got with your “small loan” We’re the ones that make you look good to your “followers” because we’re your foundation I mean let’s be honest Without us you’d be nothing The only reason you’d be recognized is because you bought a role on home alone 2 And by some weird chance of faith you’ve managed to stay in this twisted race You’ve managed to scare us straight And with some hesitation I say you’ve actually helped us We are now united and stronger than ever Because you’ve open our eyes to the fact that we must fight So as I close my letter want to thank you Because of you my family has finally registered to vote Because of you our determination grows stronger So excuse me if my poem causes you frustration But I thought you deserved some type of credit
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 8:03 PM UTC
Dear Donald Trump
Dear Donald Trump You don’t know me but I sadly know you Your face has been plastered on tv screens and newspapers for so long And your words have cut into my soul like a knife Twisting each time you spew your venom Never in my life have I been more scared of a man until now I am now forced to be more aware of my surroundings because your supporters are hidden in crowds waiting… Despite all your crushing charades I have never been more proud to be the minority Because for the first time I see my communities standing together Seeing my family work hour on hour only proves you’re a fraud Cause unlike you I spit the truth not lies I preserve differences you block them I strive to build peace between nations while you rather build a wall to separate it News flash, us Hispanics don’t want to be in any country you’re running We aren’t these lazy or uneducated ganstas you make us out to be Us Hispanics are your backbone Were the ones building the skyscrapers you got with your “small loan” We’re the ones that make you look good to your “followers” because we’re your foundation I mean let’s be honest Without us you’d be nothing The only reason you’d be recognized is because you bought a role on home alone 2 And by some weird chance of faith you’ve managed to stay in this twisted race You’ve managed to scare us straight And with some hesitation I say you’ve actually helped us We are now united and stronger than ever Because you’ve open our eyes to the fact that we must fight So as I close my letter want to thank you Because of you my family has finally registered to vote Because of you our determination grows stronger So excuse me if my poem causes you frustration But I thought you deserved some type of credit
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I bet she's tall and pretty I bet she doesn't even need makeup to be stunning I bet she stays up late with you and sends you late night texts I bet you two get drunk and high together I bet she has no qualms about sending you **** pictures of herself I bet she is in the "popular" crowd I bet she doesn't complicate everything I bet she has never cut herself or tried to **** herself or starved herself and I have done all three I bet she is everything you ever wanted I bet she is someone you would miss like crazy if she left you I bet you barely remember my name I am the one who sits at home and reads with a cup of tea and a hoodie on She is the one who goes out and parties, gets drunk and high and strips I wish you would miss me Just a little bit
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
I bet
To the deadbeat I hate to call my father, I can’t say I hate you, for I would be hating myself. You walked out of my life when I was four, Yet came back a decade later asking me to ignore what you put me through, Asking me to put the past on the highest shelf Of my metaphorical closet. I did as you asked, thinking this time around things would be different. For a year I was overjoyed, you put me before yourself But as the saying goes, what goes up must come down, And your façade began to crumble. Slowly but surely my calls went to voicemail, My texts were never received, Our plans rain checked for another day that never came. I told you it was okay. I was afraid telling you my feelings would make you runaway. My anger was taken out on the woman that you hurt My anger was taken out on the woman you cheated on and abused. All the horrible things I wanted to say to you, I said to her instead. My mother, the only parent I truly have, began to call you too. Everyday, her and I would fight, trying to figure out what to do. Well I’ve decided I’ve had enough. You are not a man. You are unfit to be a father. You choose your own happiness over mine. You say I asked for a lot- When all I wanted was to catch up. Ten years is a large gap. I know I’ll see you at family gatherings, I know I’ll have to deal with you eventually. But I refuse to be fooled by you again. You are a coward. You have three daughters that need their father. Two of them refer to their step-dad as their only dad. I unfortunately do not have that luxury for my step father is a lot like you. They say ignorance is bliss, but that is not the case. You’ve hurt me too many times and there is no one to blame but myself. I let you back in. I listened to your lies. From now on, I will not hide this problem on that metaphorical shelf. You are the issue. I am done with you. I cannot hate you, as I said before. Half of me is you. But half of me is my mother. The half that is kind and strong and knows when to move on. I know you’ll want to be a part of my life again, but you’ll be too late. I thought I needed my father, but I have enough people in my life to fill that role. You are irrelevant to me. I do not need you now. I will not need you later.
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
Deadbeat.
To the deadbeat I hate to call my father, I can’t say I hate you, for I would be hating myself. You walked out of my life when I was four, Yet came back a decade later asking me to ignore what you put me through, Asking me to put the past on the highest shelf Of my metaphorical closet. I did as you asked, thinking this time around things would be different. For a year I was overjoyed, you put me before yourself But as the saying goes, what goes up must come down, And your façade began to crumble. Slowly but surely my calls went to voicemail, My texts were never received, Our plans rain checked for another day that never came. I told you it was okay. I was afraid telling you my feelings would make you runaway. My anger was taken out on the woman that you hurt My anger was taken out on the woman you cheated on and abused. All the horrible things I wanted to say to you, I said to her instead. My mother, the only parent I truly have, began to call you too. Everyday, her and I would fight, trying to figure out what to do. Well I’ve decided I’ve had enough. You are not a man. You are unfit to be a father. You choose your own happiness over mine. You say I asked for a lot- When all I wanted was to catch up. Ten years is a large gap. I know I’ll see you at family gatherings, I know I’ll have to deal with you eventually. But I refuse to be fooled by you again. You are a coward. You have three daughters that need their father. Two of them refer to their step-dad as their only dad. I unfortunately do not have that luxury for my step father is a lot like you. They say ignorance is bliss, but that is not the case. You’ve hurt me too many times and there is no one to blame but myself. I let you back in. I listened to your lies. From now on, I will not hide this problem on that metaphorical shelf. You are the issue. I am done with you. I cannot hate you, as I said before. Half of me is you. But half of me is my mother. The half that is kind and strong and knows when to move on. I know you’ll want to be a part of my life again, but you’ll be too late. I thought I needed my father, but I have enough people in my life to fill that role. You are irrelevant to me. I do not need you now. I will not need you later.
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I truly thought I would mind If you didn't care But to my surprise I'm not bothered at all And your silly face Still makes me smile But I grimace at the thought That you The one who is sweet And the one who is kind Sadly didn't fancy me
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
****
Take it all. I don't need your pity. I didn't ask for your help. Leave me alone! I can't handle you and your fake front. Don't deny it, don't you dare. Leave me be and for all I care ...go **** a tree.
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC
TAKE IT