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#stupidest
making too much of an effort has never been the stupidest and foolish thing to do. it is just that no one is willing to accept it even at your worst.
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Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
" even at your worst "
They weren't born with a silver spoon only an umbilical cord tied round their necks alas this stopped enough oxygen getting to their brains creating minds full of mumbo jumbo ideas and fantasies and a bleeding wound that gives them pain without relief reminding them all the time they are low and never good enough cause they were born without a silver spoon on a dusty ***** track It's a blemish that can never be erased even with a million lucre they still feel small and stained you can take them out of the manger not the shame out of them they always believe and know that those others are better than them with stunted-brains and raving-angst they never see the world right its us and them burns the burning passions in conflicted sad minds life long struggles for the struggle to find that silver spoon never had Their leaders had a brilliant idea in time mind without a silver spoon their brains always suspect find all the silversmiths and **** them all and then nationalize silver one called Stalin killed millions because he saw silver in their teeth one Pol *** decided he saw silver in the educated and killed them all this Chavez took all the silver and gave it all away now they are poor and Fidel says we'll share equally but I and my brotha will only give The Silver searchers in the some of the West decided, we should just fight and talk and hold rallies and hate all those born with the silver spoon must be punished to kingdom but look says some, you can have silver if you only apply yourself that's a trick says them of the befuddled minds and complexes bad let's just be nuisances and hate and holler and torment and harass Looking closely all their leaders had silver spoons but that's OK
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Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 5:40 AM UTC
Hi - ** Silver......
They weren't born with a silver spoon only an umbilical cord tied round their necks alas this stopped enough oxygen getting to their brains creating minds full of mumbo jumbo ideas and fantasies and a bleeding wound that gives them pain without relief reminding them all the time they are low and never good enough cause they were born without a silver spoon on a dusty ***** track It's a blemish that can never be erased even with a million lucre they still feel small and stained you can take them out of the manger not the shame out of them they always believe and know that those others are better than them with stunted-brains and raving-angst they never see the world right its us and them burns the burning passions in conflicted sad minds life long struggles for the struggle to find that silver spoon never had Their leaders had a brilliant idea in time mind without a silver spoon their brains always suspect find all the silversmiths and **** them all and then nationalize silver one called Stalin killed millions because he saw silver in their teeth one Pol *** decided he saw silver in the educated and killed them all this Chavez took all the silver and gave it all away now they are poor and Fidel says we'll share equally but I and my brotha will only give The Silver searchers in the some of the West decided, we should just fight and talk and hold rallies and hate all those born with the silver spoon must be punished to kingdom but look says some, you can have silver if you only apply yourself that's a trick says them of the befuddled minds and complexes bad let's just be nuisances and hate and holler and torment and harass Looking closely all their leaders had silver spoons but that's OK
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The Devil himself …..he read that online mine poetry about poverty that poverty was about the grammar mistakes in many poems the stupidity started chasing me declared instantly me-moi as his enemy his words, so absurd a lunatic so terrific I thought he could read poetry but….I was mistaken.... my beloved one never knew the alienating appearance of this blind male I wrote about true poetry and its poverty he associated with politics and its tactics I thought he could read poetry but….I was mistaken.... thought he ran the marathon but....I was mistaken, he was chasing me constantly, God said to me: " Have never fear, Sylvia I am with you all the time" all my fears disappeared instantly from far I heard the thunder and I saw the brightest lightning a man fell down shouting for help on my way, I passed his burnt body terrible smell of burnt blood Hey! That was the one who was constantly chasing me The devil himself with his poker face Thank you, dear Lord, you have helped me in Your Time.... that resonates with mine, oh Lord, You are sublimest! © Sylvia Frances Chan
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC
The Devil himself
But I get torn to pieces For the stupidest reasons
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC
ripped away [10w]