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Much thought, that I've invested into the disposal of my fleshy, mangled hull. Exquisite cadaver, worn and tested, infested with maggots, fattening themselves on marrow, digging through my skull. Take your pick upon my passing, most I've shared my plans with. All you who know what to do, though it might be a minute. Those plans were made in dire times, expectant of winter's end in a blink. Strap my sack of bloated meat to a float, equipped with fireworks and gunpowder. Light the fuse, send me to sea, make it rain. Feed the fish, marvel at macabre shower of total annihilation and colors of bliss, rainbows and proud refuge in endless abstract nothing. Grind my bones into dust, feed the earth, grow your plants and inhale my essence. Satiate your curiosity, save a finger, fry it in canola oil and do tell what I taste like once you're down here with me. Pick a painting on my skin, it's yours for the taking. Frame it, jar it, keep me around. For the curious occasion that I rise from the ground and observe some patches missing. Stuff me with wool, embalm my cadaver, set me up in grizzly stance. Whatever you do, don't mourn me. I've seen the nature of this world, enough for seven lifetimes. Mourn the fact that we lost one more degenerate but don't mourn me out of love. If you feel so inclined then mourn me out of spite and take a clue from Thomas, same as I decided to rage and not give in. My plans have changed, I'd like to stay around. But should the void ever find me, read this poem out and take your pick upon my passing. Make my exit strange, massive, morbid and wonderfully loud.
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Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 12:51 PM UTC
Make It Rain
Much thought, that I've invested into the disposal of my fleshy, mangled hull. Exquisite cadaver, worn and tested, infested with maggots, fattening themselves on marrow, digging through my skull. Take your pick upon my passing, most I've shared my plans with. All you who know what to do, though it might be a minute. Those plans were made in dire times, expectant of winter's end in a blink. Strap my sack of bloated meat to a float, equipped with fireworks and gunpowder. Light the fuse, send me to sea, make it rain. Feed the fish, marvel at macabre shower of total annihilation and colors of bliss, rainbows and proud refuge in endless abstract nothing. Grind my bones into dust, feed the earth, grow your plants and inhale my essence. Satiate your curiosity, save a finger, fry it in canola oil and do tell what I taste like once you're down here with me. Pick a painting on my skin, it's yours for the taking. Frame it, jar it, keep me around. For the curious occasion that I rise from the ground and observe some patches missing. Stuff me with wool, embalm my cadaver, set me up in grizzly stance. Whatever you do, don't mourn me. I've seen the nature of this world, enough for seven lifetimes. Mourn the fact that we lost one more degenerate but don't mourn me out of love. If you feel so inclined then mourn me out of spite and take a clue from Thomas, same as I decided to rage and not give in. My plans have changed, I'd like to stay around. But should the void ever find me, read this poem out and take your pick upon my passing. Make my exit strange, massive, morbid and wonderfully loud.
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Could I have done more, yes But I'm worn out at best Sore by the pound and stressed The more I try to get it back like before The more I regress I know the score, I know what's in store, What it is I'm in for But sure, Let's hear what YOU suggest? ©2024
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Oct 16, 2024
Oct 16, 2024 at 8:05 PM UTC
~•§•~ The More I Try ~•§•~
I don't have any answers I can't recall the right questions Even with makeshift blinders I find myself open to suggestions I've had enough with these reminders I catch a glimpse of the problem in reflections Dark and light are missing critical dividers Please help, can't tell angels from demons? We three share the same voice as Pinocchio nose liers What road is it they say is paved with the best intentions? Something about a destination of eternal fires... Eh, it's a moot point now, I fly by the stairway, going 107 on the highway, it's one way, no need for directions ©2024
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Feb 3, 2024
Feb 3, 2024 at 4:13 PM UTC
~•§•~ Simple Complexity ~•§•~
You can't ask other people to live your life for you.
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Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 11:47 PM UTC
Suggestions:
Any new ideas for me? One word prompt would be easy. Just comment down below Sit back and see what I can show. All ideas are appreciated Simple or complicated. I will try my best To impress!!
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Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 11:02 PM UTC
Suggestions
She was lost Just a girl who is alone She was lost Just a girl who is alone in the woods She was lost Just a girl who is alone in the woods in the dark She was lost Not yet found "The woods are scary. Don't go there" She was told "The woods are scary. Don't got there alone in the dark" She was told They were right The woods are scary in the dark when your alone She was lost Being looked for She was lost Still is She is lost Not yet found She was lost Almost found Still alone In the woods In the dark But almost found
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 8:29 AM UTC
Just a Girl who was Alone in the Woods in the Dark
A love lost, amidst Unspoken words through seasons Misunderstandings.
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
Pain
Lovers friends confidonts lost in the game shattered by the selfish sin when fire meets fire it leaves no room for water starving for attention from each other Result, smothering the bond nature creates why must humans try so hard? the question answering itself love exists only when allowed freely
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
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Please re-read as I will be making changes to this poem over and over I want to tell you something I am a man who loves changes Changes of everything You will see me suggest A change in every retrospect This morning I was re-reading my own HP site and I was impressed by my choices and how I ended up With 3 different reposts of "My Fears" from 3 different poets that I reposted without me knowing It's amazing how I am amazed of my choices and have read them like as if I am choosing them again Now hear out my new suggestion To HP and if you do like Please make your voice be heard It goes as follows: If you like to relive the poetry and you like to re-read your choices and you like to reread the poems you chose before once more and get surprised while reading them as if you did not choose them before Then, we either need a second love button!  Or we need to automate the love button and every time we reread it knows and the love gets even stronger and somehow it grows Another suggestion that hit me in the head while I was re-writing my poem *"The new suggestion is to give a comeback wink to the previous folks who just read my poem and ping them of my new important fix To invite them to re-taste the cake that I just re-cooked Or the cooking does not get posted Until I feel its real good and I press the release button Before I let it go like I should And may be we need to check our poem button with people that we trust Before we embarrass ourselves badly with a poem that may bust"* The problem with this is honesty That we don't do it for just the fame So for this I need your opinion to fix my suggestion in playing the game and make HP an even a better place and enjoy it again and again! Additional suggestions to HP: * please fix the current suggestions which is still lit even when I fixed my suggested misspellings. .. Call it repair * a suggestion button to HP in the menu * a share with others button that can grow .. You can click and see who I shared it with ... it can also be private * a playback button ... Reads out loud * a favorite button .. Quickly adds it to your favorites * a read later button * by double clicking a word you can ping the poet for a misspelling or a suggestion of a new word or love that word * a unite with another poet button * Go Interactive button .. Others can re-write your poetry! * a challenge button .. Encourage challenge with another poet * a marry me button .. which starts with an enragement ring .. *friends .. siblings and brothers and family button ... they have to accept you as a family member!
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 5:50 AM UTC
Hp changes & suggestions
Please re-read as I will be making changes to this poem over and over I want to tell you something I am a man who loves changes Changes of everything You will see me suggest A change in every retrospect This morning I was re-reading my own HP site and I was impressed by my choices and how I ended up With 3 different reposts of "My Fears" from 3 different poets that I reposted without me knowing It's amazing how I am amazed of my choices and have read them like as if I am choosing them again Now hear out my new suggestion To HP and if you do like Please make your voice be heard It goes as follows: If you like to relive the poetry and you like to re-read your choices and you like to reread the poems you chose before once more and get surprised while reading them as if you did not choose them before Then, we either need a second love button!  Or we need to automate the love button and every time we reread it knows and the love gets even stronger and somehow it grows Another suggestion that hit me in the head while I was re-writing my poem *"The new suggestion is to give a comeback wink to the previous folks who just read my poem and ping them of my new important fix To invite them to re-taste the cake that I just re-cooked Or the cooking does not get posted Until I feel its real good and I press the release button Before I let it go like I should And may be we need to check our poem button with people that we trust Before we embarrass ourselves badly with a poem that may bust"* The problem with this is honesty That we don't do it for just the fame So for this I need your opinion to fix my suggestion in playing the game and make HP an even a better place and enjoy it again and again! Additional suggestions to HP: * please fix the current suggestions which is still lit even when I fixed my suggested misspellings. .. Call it repair * a suggestion button to HP in the menu * a share with others button that can grow .. You can click and see who I shared it with ... it can also be private * a playback button ... Reads out loud * a favorite button .. Quickly adds it to your favorites * a read later button * by double clicking a word you can ping the poet for a misspelling or a suggestion of a new word or love that word * a unite with another poet button * Go Interactive button .. Others can re-write your poetry! * a challenge button .. Encourage challenge with another poet * a marry me button .. which starts with an enragement ring .. *friends .. siblings and brothers and family button ... they have to accept you as a family member!
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Love Overcomes Love Becomes Hate Never Prevails Hate Always Fails Upmost Sincere Bonafide My Dear Always Faithful Simply Truthful Stay Positive Refuse Negative Beauty Fades Away Inner Beauty Pays The Way Nobody Is Perfect I Completely Understand My Hearts In Abyss Journeyed In A Twist Clenching My Teeth Trapped Beneathe Ground Level By The Devil A Rebel Fighting Off These Demons Surviving Every Season The Climate Is The Reason Stipulating Treason My Love Still Lives On After Whats Said & Done I'm Staying The Same No Fun & Games My Hearts Wide Open Truth I Have Spoken I Went & Came Back Lost From The Tracks A Blurry Vision A Bias Collision Nevertheless I'm In It For The Best As You Rest On My Chest You Whispered I'm The Best Be Aware I'm Always There Ready To Catch You As You Fall I'm Right Beside You My Words Are True Smile When You Feeling Blue Keep In Mind Someone Cares When Your Alone & No Ones There I Love You With Words & Actions I Love You With Heart & Soul I Love You With Mind & Body One Of A Kind Like Nobody...
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 1:56 AM UTC
Love Never Fails
There's a silence in this solitude. Yet a calamity in the violent storm that is my thoughts A violent riptide drowning me under the weight of the imagined pressure on my chest Breathless I'm falling into a rabbit hole that is the mind The thoughts are killing me Black and white pictures memories that only I recall Talks that I have yet to have People that I love Those that I don't Those that I desire Those that I won't My thoughts are an endless ocean And I'm a shipwrecked sailor Swallowing too much salt water For these veins to keep pumping blood And this heart to keep a steady rhythm.
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
Slow Drownings