"autoimmunity" poems - Hello Poetry

you look at me like i'm on fire. youve always been petulant i was supposed to be the reasonable one,(or at least, alive) and you laugh and say "i guess things dont always turn out the way they're supposed to."

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Mar 12, 2015

Mar 12, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC

buckybarnes

autoimmunity

you look at me like i'm on fire. youve always been petulant i was supposed to be the reasonable one,(or at least, alive) and you laugh and say "i guess things dont always turn out the way they're supposed to."

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It was, surprising to say the least. You would throw me to the side for that beast. I had been respectful and pure. She called you **** on your timeline. I needed to be sure. She stated, "told you, love you" about your test. I spent a lot of time discussing that test with you, so you could do your best. She said, "Told you, Love you!" on your post. I think she's the one you love the most. After all, you screamed at me for simply begging the question, "are you an item?" You blocked me. You yelled at me. All over her. I've been nothing but nice to you. I wish you could say the same. If you put up with me, what good is that. If you love me, tell, me. Show me, even better. God, you can't even send me a letter. At first, I thought I would only lose one. I was devastated. How could I go on! All alone with a dying child. My heart so tender, so faint, so mild. Then, it happened, so plain to see. Another child will be leaving me. The disease struck both. The genetics clear. Now I live my days worried in fear. For there is another child, youngest who has shown little signs. All I can do now is pray and wait on the time. I am not immune to the pain. I am not immune to the sorrow. Warm tears flow down my old cheeks. How could I watch them suffer! I can hold them, as they cry. Who will comfort me after? Where is my love? I'm so alone and they'll be gone. For naught was my escape with them? For naught was my raising these little ones in love? How God, how should I suffer so? Alone. Again. It's a place, I know.

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May 29, 2017

May 29, 2017 at 1:31 PM UTC

marcia-kaoru

Autoimmunity

It was, surprising to say the least. You would throw me to the side for that beast. I had been respectful and pure. She called you **** on your timeline. I needed to be sure. She stated, "told you, love you" about your test. I spent a lot of time discussing that test with you, so you could do your best. She said, "Told you, Love you!" on your post. I think she's the one you love the most. After all, you screamed at me for simply begging the question, "are you an item?" You blocked me. You yelled at me. All over her. I've been nothing but nice to you. I wish you could say the same. If you put up with me, what good is that. If you love me, tell, me. Show me, even better. God, you can't even send me a letter. At first, I thought I would only lose one. I was devastated. How could I go on! All alone with a dying child. My heart so tender, so faint, so mild. Then, it happened, so plain to see. Another child will be leaving me. The disease struck both. The genetics clear. Now I live my days worried in fear. For there is another child, youngest who has shown little signs. All I can do now is pray and wait on the time. I am not immune to the pain. I am not immune to the sorrow. Warm tears flow down my old cheeks. How could I watch them suffer! I can hold them, as they cry. Who will comfort me after? Where is my love? I'm so alone and they'll be gone. For naught was my escape with them? For naught was my raising these little ones in love? How God, how should I suffer so? Alone. Again. It's a place, I know.

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please allow arability of friendship and hoop fully this acquiescence can render an accord shared via exchanging calumet peace pipe initially invoked qua piercing, gouging, digging...from hooked aquilinity upon awareness miss applying the squaw aridity mine swallowing capacity as pins pricking a voodoo likeness doll (of me), though this claim could steeped in utter contrived artificiality fusing flagrant faulty aromaticity asininity admitting absent attentiveness as ska walking a fine line betwixt asexuality behooves rectification allowing solution Wiccan agree upon linking assimilability, assignability, assiduity implicating with asperity ***** err roan nee huss rubble word choice prompting asperity inducing me to cast the first stone of apology, and self awareness totally tubularly offer thyself as human sacrifice redeeming conceding unalterable venal tone role of squawking chief fowl ling at the end zone regarding, where associatively properly went assumability, anonymity of the internet vent ting modality adopting immunity, viz virtual community tent revival meeting adumbrating atypicality, attainability avoidance of audiological atrocity, sans atonality sent to ear rate, the autoimmunity authority, authenticity, austerity, audacity, co rent ting availability, automaticity, accessibility asper automobility to scale tenement, pent house, or pre faux ying bing avascularity, avidity, avuncularity avers automatically tall lent aim to amble along xy feigning tubby with minimal audibility clark kent information superhighway axiality grid via galavanting gent can be activated swimmingly with less overt axe said dent.

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Apr 20, 2018

Apr 20, 2018 at 7:34 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

apologia to avoid an online world squaw bull!

please allow arability of friendship and hoop fully this acquiescence can render an accord shared via exchanging calumet peace pipe initially invoked qua piercing, gouging, digging...from hooked aquilinity upon awareness miss applying the squaw aridity mine swallowing capacity as pins pricking a voodoo likeness doll (of me), though this claim could steeped in utter contrived artificiality fusing flagrant faulty aromaticity asininity admitting absent attentiveness as ska walking a fine line betwixt asexuality behooves rectification allowing solution Wiccan agree upon linking assimilability, assignability, assiduity implicating with asperity ***** err roan nee huss rubble word choice prompting asperity inducing me to cast the first stone of apology, and self awareness totally tubularly offer thyself as human sacrifice redeeming conceding unalterable venal tone role of squawking chief fowl ling at the end zone regarding, where associatively properly went assumability, anonymity of the internet vent ting modality adopting immunity, viz virtual community tent revival meeting adumbrating atypicality, attainability avoidance of audiological atrocity, sans atonality sent to ear rate, the autoimmunity authority, authenticity, austerity, audacity, co rent ting availability, automaticity, accessibility asper automobility to scale tenement, pent house, or pre faux ying bing avascularity, avidity, avuncularity avers automatically tall lent aim to amble along xy feigning tubby with minimal audibility clark kent information superhighway axiality grid via galavanting gent can be activated swimmingly with less overt axe said dent.

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