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#witnessed
"I hear the old man had a son." "No, truly? Surely not." "I can attest to it, I played witnessed As part of their caerimonia." "I'm moving him to Rome, He'll live as my slave And I'll make him a gladiator." "Oh-ho, that's rich! He died like an insect, Sipping poison." "How are we going to get away with this? The walls are starting to close in." "Relax, just change the dates. Make some edits." "Nobody will notice?" "I highly doubt it. Plus, they'd have to prove it. And we're sat on top of the evidence." "How many times has this happened?" More than once.
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC
If You Believe It
How’s this MOMENT like Bad b!tches is on my fate, Happiness avoided far apart And the expectation lies far. These dam* world, Who amenable for this! No one, to see himself instead... Why we still barely hanging on, This sh!t worse thought Let the rush of your sea-shore, Stumble to that  MOMENT Is the only thing you step up. Lit up your moon of heaven Let it possess the time Until it possessed... To show the world who am i.               By:-PawanTube
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Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC
moment
never before I talked to myself never before it needed but today, it all happened. all I have but why it seems everything is far apart. to whom I fight. to whom I disappoint. to whom I love. and to whom I share all. what's a pathetic moment is? attention outward the cage, how would it rid outta. the concessive mesh not letting to come out and an impressive flesh on limbs this thought doesn't fade I ashamed of what it happened. if there's something left to see a cause and that's only the regret... "so be proud and love your regret much as you can until your realize possess to a cause" b:- PawanTube
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Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 3:26 PM UTC
talking to myself
I tried to save you many times before Witnessed others try to save you too Finally I realize that the only person Able to save you from your demons is you
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Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 2:11 PM UTC
The Only Hero You Have Is Yourself
An apple, they say But why Eve? Was it a woman who first saw Lies beyond God’s command? Was it a woman who first decided Not to follow blind orders above? Free will, they say Yet He was angry at her. Hey, Eve, What was it like ? Tasting knowledge at the first hand Were the devil’s promises Appetizing? I think so too.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 1:15 PM UTC
Eve, False Witnessed
The smashed ribs, the swollen legs The state of heart every time the ground shakes The endless tears, the unflattering fears The subdued feelings, the impotent states and I realize how helpless I am As everything vanished within seconds The cracked hopes, the buried dreams The unbearable truths, the painful screams The broken fantasies, the shattered desires The situation where no one admires Tried to stop, I tired to evade Then I realize how helpless I am as everything vanished within seconds
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May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 8:51 AM UTC
Seconds
A body lies broken On the freeway ramp curb. A man once stood there Asking for help With his cardboard cutout Plea for societal mercy. Then a car sped too fast, Swerving to make the green light It was never going to catch In this dimension or any other. Just a moment was all it took. Did you know he was a soldier Who was haunted at night By the enclosed confines of his house Because it too closely resembled The urban landscape he fought in, Faced death in, lost friends in, Got caught in until the web of his mind Couldn't ever forget it Especially when he tried to sleep at night? Did you know he came back And tried to fit in to the community He had been born and raised in But found that the stares and glances Of wonder and horror laced With misunderstanding and pity He didn't need but couldn't escape Were too much for him to bear Because though he could Look the enemy in the eye It hurt too much to see His own father couldn't meet his, And a community takes its cues On how to treat its people From those closest to them, So, soon no one would look him in the eye? Did you know all that when you passed Where he stood every day on the curb Asking for your pity and spare change, Having become the uttermost disgrace In his own eyes, Because don't you know He used to be somebody? Did you know that today, When you made a split second Choice to speed up the turn, He'll be buried in the National Cemetery With an honor guard And a three rifle volley salute, But the chairs will be empty And no one will speak kind words for him, Because he's already been forgotten? How else could you run over him, And drive off with not a glance back?? My conclusion: you're a ******
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Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
Hit and Run
A body lies broken On the freeway ramp curb. A man once stood there Asking for help With his cardboard cutout Plea for societal mercy. Then a car sped too fast, Swerving to make the green light It was never going to catch In this dimension or any other. Just a moment was all it took. Did you know he was a soldier Who was haunted at night By the enclosed confines of his house Because it too closely resembled The urban landscape he fought in, Faced death in, lost friends in, Got caught in until the web of his mind Couldn't ever forget it Especially when he tried to sleep at night? Did you know he came back And tried to fit in to the community He had been born and raised in But found that the stares and glances Of wonder and horror laced With misunderstanding and pity He didn't need but couldn't escape Were too much for him to bear Because though he could Look the enemy in the eye It hurt too much to see His own father couldn't meet his, And a community takes its cues On how to treat its people From those closest to them, So, soon no one would look him in the eye? Did you know all that when you passed Where he stood every day on the curb Asking for your pity and spare change, Having become the uttermost disgrace In his own eyes, Because don't you know He used to be somebody? Did you know that today, When you made a split second Choice to speed up the turn, He'll be buried in the National Cemetery With an honor guard And a three rifle volley salute, But the chairs will be empty And no one will speak kind words for him, Because he's already been forgotten? How else could you run over him, And drive off with not a glance back?? My conclusion: you're a ******
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