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It calls to me
I press down
And pull fast
Back and forth
Back and forth
Back and forth
Until I’m satisfied
It calls for me
It beads up into perfect spheres
The lines of red everywhere
Back and forth
Back and forth
Until I’m satisfied
It calls for me
I reach forward
Wrapping myself up like a present
It doesn’t seep through
I call back
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 4:00 PM UTC
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my ears
I hear
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Help!!
H
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Me
Plz
Breathing
Deep
Getting
C
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.......
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 11:26 AM UTC
I'll crash and bash
my head on the ground
I love it when they kick me
and I'm down
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC
Stars...
They flicker...
They shine
They glimmer...
They dancing with rhyme.
But
Some of them falls
Some of them false
And all of them will die
Just like your promises...
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 8:29 AM UTC
MA POTATO BRINGS ALL DA BOYS TO DA YARD
AND THEY'RE LIKE
"ITS BETTER THEN YOURS"
DANG RIGHT, ITS BETTER THEN YOURS
I CAN MASH IT, BUT I GOTTA CHARGE
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 10:59 AM UTC
idk it's wen. day my dudes...
"Oof."
"Ack!"
"XD"
"Sometimes you just wanna be an eboy, you feels?"
"Gang, gang uwu."
"Well, stupid as in evil."
"Your. Eyeliner. You look like a raccoon on crack!"
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 8:58 AM UTC
Since Fortnite is incredibly bad,
I turn it off and get real sad.
As I sit there, a thought comes to me,
There's a better game, but it isn't free.
With a forceful tone and a loud holler,
I demand my mom to pay 30 dollars.
She buys the game, it's called PUBG,
The price of this game was worth the fee.
I fight my way to a Chicken Dinner,
I killed 6 men but I'm still a winner.
My mom barged in and yelled at me,
"How dare you game this late," said she.
I said "Sorry Mom," and gave her a shove,
She said "Game, game, game, my love."
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
I hitch a ride on the Battle Bus,
Everyone else jumped out, I must.
I deploy my parachute below,
I glide my way to Moisty Meadow.
As I land I slurp some shields,
Extra health and a pistol I wield.
I loot the houses and **** the squads,
Which would not be possible without my mods.
I run from the storm throughout the game,
I post on the 'Gram that I won for fame.
Everyone that saw my Victory Royale,
Commented below and said "Dang, Wow!"
Now that I won, I'm the coolest around,
I walk down the halls with a figurative crown.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
Straight outta Ex Dee,
Crazy mother f@cker named Blatchy
Dropping sick beats, rolling hard in the backstreets,
Watch him roll dough as he hailin' a taxi,
Fancy f@cken suit, he's livin' in luxury
Fedora tipped-top on the tippy-top head
Gunning bad gangstas, better red than dead
Shooting spree, smilin' with glee
Don't wanna f@ck with a guy straight outta Ex Dee!
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 4:19 AM UTC
When I was seventeen
After you kissed me you
Asked if I wanted something to eat
I said later
And you frowned
Because only true rejection
Could make you die inside
When i was eighteen
After you kissed me you
Asked me if I wanted something to drink
I said not now
And you left
Slamming the door and
Collapsing in defeat
When i was nineteen
After you kissed me you
Didn’t even offer me anything
Because you knew
Even without me saying
You knew that i would decline
And you left after saying goodnight
When i was twenty
After you kissed me you
Told me you were sorry and
Said this was the best for us.
This time i slammed the door and collapsed in
Tears and now it was my turn
To be rejected
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 8:05 AM UTC
~Bell rings,
It's you and me,
You've got me laughing.
Crush, Crush, I'm mad about you!
We don't like the romance!
We just laugh and flirt all day,
It always seems to go the perfect way.
Hearts around your name,
Wow, goodness, I am so lame!
I like you, you can make me smile.
Talk to me if even for a little while.
Crush, crush,
I am not shy,
You are such a handsome guy.
Yes indeed, I dream of you,
I hope someday those dreams will be true.
How do I read your mind?
How can I tell what's inside?
Do you love me the way I do?
Or do you see us in a different view.
Whatever the case, I am sure it's you.
Let's see if you'll leave me some clue!~
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
Sometimes you feel like a flower in a glass vase
decorating the center of a booth in a rundown diner
surrounded by coffee cup stains and burger grease
and accompanied by a hundred wearied faces
that come and pass, blurs in the middle of the night,
the fluorescent light of a single bulb that slowly burns out
the only shining source, mucky water your one food supply,
alone, carefully shriveling away forgotten, but other times
you're the diner, the trusty booth, a shimmering light
on a otherwise cavernous, empty road
in the middle of nowhere, a guardian,
always there waiting to help the exhausted
on their journey, wherever that may be.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC