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#yuck
Don’t yuck my yum Don’t block my sun Don’t just rot away Take the chance to become a complex and invested individual to embody the power of an arrow Don’t yuck my yum Don’t front your love Don’t just walk away Take the dance to become undone and unburdened individual to exhibit the speed of an arrow
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Nov 7, 2023
Nov 7, 2023 at 11:22 AM UTC
DYMY
I'm not very picky, unless faced with: Icky, sticky, pumpkin! Oh! How I glower! When faced with that sour, Slimy, stringy, slush! So I groan, And I moan, Then I run. My arms flailing! My feet, slap, slap, slapping, The cold, hard, floor. 'Till a hand grasps my shoulder, And I'm dragged to the table.. Then, I'm pushed into a chair, And a spoons pushed into my hand, And that foul mush, is pushed into the spoon. That is forced down, down, down, My gagging, unwilling, throat.
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Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 3:56 PM UTC
Pumpkin
there is a light in your eyes, a spark i once knew well. may it never go out. may your fire only grow, may it keep you warm through the winter. how could i ever trust a stranger? i don't know, but how could i ever look away? i don't know.
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Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 9:45 AM UTC
fire eyes
You say art is alive, and yet here we are. Perfectly sculpted, sure. Precisely detailed, of course. Objects all the same. Don't you see us looking back? Gazing into me, What do you see? Concepts, ideas, philosophies, reflections. Reflections. That's it. Isn't it? Wanting me to want you; needing me to need you. Holding your hand, no matter how heavy it gets. It's tiring, reminding you what you already know. Existing for more than your pleasure, being more than a mirror, just.. being. I think it's enough. No. I know that it is. Doubt only creeps in when you look at me. I am human. I am a universe of my own. When I feel your stare, why can't you feel mine? Have you already forgotten? Your pupils are no blacker than mine, no less of a lens to see myself in. Don't you see us looking back! Every time your eyes meet mine, I see you. I simply see you. It isn't difficult, nor should it be. You were right. Art is alive, and I am no exception.
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Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 12:31 PM UTC
Gazing Back
I’d forgotten Or discovered Your eyes like faded denim The smile you’d try to hide The way you like to tease me Can’t make you laugh although I try Like laying in fields of lilac, tour Tassie attached to my hip. I rang you like religion Just to tell you about the trip there are hard days, they are long ones I bare just to hear your voice When my head is filled with static You’re cutting out the noise Laying in a dingy tent, staring at the Milky Way You told me how you felt for them the honesty cast fears away We went to two different festivals one day after the next It felt like we were both there But watching different sets To wake up to you in winter Samson whines me back to sleep The mattress is barren without you both But The bed’s too warm too leave You send your love in lettered form Like medicine in mail and though the sentiment is old I found relevance today Sometimes I fret that you don’t care How foolish and ambivalent Sometimes I need reminders of why I loved you to begin with
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Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 12:01 PM UTC
Gee
Dates, are either wrinkly or juicy... Mine wasn't that good as I spat out his tongue. Dam, I only said Hi...….
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May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 5:51 PM UTC
Sloppy Dates
Down and down I go this aisle with cart Oh hi man how are you? I’m fine that’s ‘ight and you I’m good thx yeah for me there someth? Oh yeah this here and this one pink envelope? well that’s from you know oh yes that’s one well fine okay have a good day yeah bye and off I go again for me? Yeah this I do not like him I try to keep him off my sight and mind but smile nice shirt oh yeah? just ironed well bye-bye pretentious ***** and phony also this is **** I should of said that next time sure for sure ensure the screech is pleasant to lubricate forgot après this finished howdy-rowdy for me smth no pardon c’est fine go by there’s really nothing poor old creep for him man’ years he here and not one sheet that’s triste but oh again this cramp should aim for loo ma’am après vous those thighs in nylon wiggle-waggle just like Bloom I am that day today but winter tho’ though onward batches envelopes and stamps hiya my mate how miles per day come forth that’s heyyy that is the one I yeahyeahyeah dumbf nonono he’s just like I like you like me obnoxious clown to grab and off this floor should be enough to from this height his gray to smash to mash this one is fine to smash to mash oh yuck this almost got me shhhhh I M F A L L I N F A S S S S T H E Y 20 B L U E S K Y 14 S H I M M E R 6 T O S M A S H T O M A S Thump
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Feb 8, 2020
Feb 8, 2020 at 3:04 PM UTC
Morning in the office
There's this corner in the living room I hate It's gonna hurt me I will get sick from it It's got bugs It's darker as it gets lower into the tip of the corner I feel like it has eyes sometimes I don't wanna look at it It looks at me when I sleep I don't wanna move my pillow to that side ever It could be a giant black oozing monster I'm afraid I smell it I don't wanna touch it It's gonna hurt me Yet I still sleep with my bed in that corner
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Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 1:33 AM UTC
the corner in my living room
The cake burned in the oven The fridge broke down as well The plumbing broke & soaked the floor This was the day from hell. So much for cake & ice cream So much for mopping up I'm telling you, I have the flu This day has been a flop! Not gonna call a plumber You know how $$$ goes This happened on a Sunday That's spendy doncha know! I've HAIR that hurts, my buddy I've such and aching head! Is it a sin to just turn in? *I'll spend the day in bed!*. Catherine Jarvis 1/23/2020
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Jan 24, 2020
Jan 24, 2020 at 2:08 AM UTC
Birthday Blues
In the in-between stage where there is just enough alcohol in my veins to try and convince me that what we had was good. The sweet spot. Too little or too much and all I see is the problems and why it ended in goodbye, but here- here I see “hey princess”- all the “I love yous” “I’d do anything for you” “You’re worth it, no matter the cost” and I know in an hour or two I’ll be thinking clearly again- but **** right now- I know why I stayed for so long.
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Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
Tipsy Love
dracula likes to **** Tom Brady likes to tuck Twain writes about Huck Irish all about that luck hard to find this gem of a poem through the muck when they tell you at a hockey game to duck it's most likely a flying puck
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
yuck
He swore to ignore every odd-ball notion that came awkwardly knocking at his door. Irregular patterns tap-hapata-ladding like some kind of fiend desperate for human interaction. "It's just a lump of useless tissue with issues I'll never be able to correct." - That's what the cardiologist thought as he had a heart attack.
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 2:51 AM UTC
Knock Knock
The only thing worse Than finding a worm in your apple Is finding half of one After a bite
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Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Bad Apple
When I'm with you I'm never blue When you're around all my problems fade Every color becomes a brighter shade You're in my head with every love song that comes on You're the "Hidden meaning" behind everything I've drawn Every single time you hold my hand My heart pounds like a brass band The very first time that we kissed I thought nothing better on Earth could exist Every time that we awkwardly hug I feel like your arms are an addictive drug When I text you all I get are butterflies My mind plastered with your blue eyes Your laugh is the beat of my heart Your existence is a work of art The only way I would say "I do" Is if you're the one saying it too
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 12:49 AM UTC
32843
now i don't even try and say hi if theres a person i don't know in the room such a drastic difference from how i was a few months ago i hate this i have so much anger but i feel so dry and i don't have the energy to express it i think my eyes are just welling from tiredness **** this **** hole that i used to love so much my room feels like a pig pen and my sheets don't feel clean even when i wash them people irritate me beyond words sometimes but mostly im so mad at myself for being so content with laziness, cowardice everything moves so slowly and i get dragged along each day im scraped up like my knees **** i need a band aid
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May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 6:34 PM UTC
first aid kit
"Oh **** Is what I said when I realized I was in love with you. I mean we both knew I liked you. But I wasn't even supposed to be doing that. We would carelessly flirt, with your girlfriend around the corner. Except now it wasn't careless. At least not for me. See that was the problem. (Other than the girlfriend) I knew you weren't in love with me. **** Is what I said after we kissed the third time. See, you still had the girlfriend. I knew her; nice girl. **** you." Is what you said to me after it all. Well, you didn't actually say that. But I imagine if we actually talked to each other that's what you'd say. You always did like swearing. I guess it does make it much easier to express your feelings.
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 10:43 PM UTC
Oh ****
Leave me alone please I can't handle Any more of This broken record Of your voice Playing in my head You have stained My thoughts And my words I want you out But I also want you back
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 1:55 AM UTC
You, Everywhere
As the Earth rotates along it’s axis at a million Million miles an hour, no one on Earth can feel the speed. Yet while everyone shuffles past us, I’m moving at a Billion trillion miles an hour and I love every moment. At a time devoid of laughter, you make my sides just rip apart, And you’ve put your hands upon and warmed my cold and frosty heart. Your voice, I wish, it could be played in my head again and again But it can’t, so I’ll just wait ‘til I call you again. I need you to kiss me, because my lips hurt from falling Head over heels. All these feels, **** all these feels. Tell me, baby, is this really real? I don’t have much time left and I just can’t sit by and let Life pass me by, so then why when a long-lost love comes around Do I sit here and try to convince myself just To tell her. **** man, don’t just try and compel her. Don’t impress or act fake, don’t be something you’re not, Ask “What Would Will Do?” and then give it a shot, So I tell her that I have longed for her kiss and her Hands interlocked within mine makes me grin Like a ******* a fool, but I don’t care because She is mine. She is fine. Now I put my heart out on the line. Here I go, no tip-toes, I run straight, don’t look back, The pulse in my chest feels like a heart attack, But I calm down and smile when I realize it’s just How she makes me feel. My heart and my brain, now on the same page For the first time, yes, it’s a shock. People always gave me compliments and told me I was funny, But I never thought that it would be enough to please you, honey, So I walked away and sighed and didn’t want to go, And so now, the water’s won’t be tested with a toe. I’m diving headfirst, into picnics and dates and Candy cane kisses at way-past-too-late, And coffee breath pillow talk, but we just don’t care… God, do I wish I could just smell her hair. Of all the inhabitants of this small world, I just can’t believe that I found you. Got so lucky to just stick around you. Music’s our blood and the roads are sheet music So let’s write our own silly love song. With your smile, I simply can’t go wrong. Can we dance in gazebos and see that, these, and then those, And whatever may come in between. On top of the world, Titanic-sized love, Except we don’t hit icebergs, we climb them.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 5:59 PM UTC
King
As the Earth rotates along it’s axis at a million Million miles an hour, no one on Earth can feel the speed. Yet while everyone shuffles past us, I’m moving at a Billion trillion miles an hour and I love every moment. At a time devoid of laughter, you make my sides just rip apart, And you’ve put your hands upon and warmed my cold and frosty heart. Your voice, I wish, it could be played in my head again and again But it can’t, so I’ll just wait ‘til I call you again. I need you to kiss me, because my lips hurt from falling Head over heels. All these feels, **** all these feels. Tell me, baby, is this really real? I don’t have much time left and I just can’t sit by and let Life pass me by, so then why when a long-lost love comes around Do I sit here and try to convince myself just To tell her. **** man, don’t just try and compel her. Don’t impress or act fake, don’t be something you’re not, Ask “What Would Will Do?” and then give it a shot, So I tell her that I have longed for her kiss and her Hands interlocked within mine makes me grin Like a ******* a fool, but I don’t care because She is mine. She is fine. Now I put my heart out on the line. Here I go, no tip-toes, I run straight, don’t look back, The pulse in my chest feels like a heart attack, But I calm down and smile when I realize it’s just How she makes me feel. My heart and my brain, now on the same page For the first time, yes, it’s a shock. People always gave me compliments and told me I was funny, But I never thought that it would be enough to please you, honey, So I walked away and sighed and didn’t want to go, And so now, the water’s won’t be tested with a toe. I’m diving headfirst, into picnics and dates and Candy cane kisses at way-past-too-late, And coffee breath pillow talk, but we just don’t care… God, do I wish I could just smell her hair. Of all the inhabitants of this small world, I just can’t believe that I found you. Got so lucky to just stick around you. Music’s our blood and the roads are sheet music So let’s write our own silly love song. With your smile, I simply can’t go wrong. Can we dance in gazebos and see that, these, and then those, And whatever may come in between. On top of the world, Titanic-sized love, Except we don’t hit icebergs, we climb them.
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"Am I crazy or falling in love, Is it real or just another crush?" I've never felt this way before The nervous feeling I get when I talk to you I cant help but smile though When I'm with you I just feel so Why did I fall so hard I didnt see it coming Developed the feelings and I started running I tried to put up a fight I lost every time, but I held on tight I'm just sitting here, being helpless Tossing and turning at night, feeling so restless Thinking that if you only knew how much I cared about you Would it make a difference or would I lose? No matter what I'll always be here, it's true In rain or shine just call me, because I care about you Never mind the feelings and the empty promises, I'll give my heart and I got your back, it's common sense Never have I loved anyone as selfless as I loved you But I know it isn't meant to be no matter what I do So I'll just sit here and wait for my feelings to be gone And be the willing friend you need and you can call on.
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 7:57 AM UTC
Crush
There is alot Alot on my mind Alot on my plate Alot on my to do list I lack alot I do not have alot But all I really know is I love you alot.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 4:05 AM UTC
Alot
I’m feeling a little sunken, Lurking here at the bottom of the Ocean wallowing here in my Muddy slime-filled pit. Feeling rather lumpen, Stodgy, awkwardly unblended, I remind myself Of things unstirred, of things That cause the upper lip to rise above the teeth. I have formed a second skin, like congealing coffee, Overheated, I am clammy, and I wish to shed. Scrub me, I am just dead skin, I am something to slough off, discard, and rinse.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 10:09 AM UTC
Sunken Lumpen Blues
If my physical wellbeing is any kind of indicator I'd say that I'm wibbly-wobbly, piney-whiney.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
Wobbly