"behavin" poems - Hello Poetry

U woke me up for this? **** OFF! I can't believe this **** **** OFF! no I don't need savin! **** OFF! no I won't be behavin! **** OFF! cuz all your meddlin' **** OFF! is just Jehovah peddlin'! **** OFF! i must not be clear! **** OFF! or just holy **** in ears! **** OFF! you want me 2 pray cuz i'm bitter? **** OFF! the only kneelin' I'll be doin' is behind yo sister! **NOW **** OFF!**

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Apr 6, 2014

Apr 6, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC

soul-scalpel

Jesus loves ME? (EXPLICIT)

U woke me up for this? **** OFF! I can't believe this **** **** OFF! no I don't need savin! **** OFF! no I won't be behavin! **** OFF! cuz all your meddlin' **** OFF! is just Jehovah peddlin'! **** OFF! i must not be clear! **** OFF! or just holy **** in ears! **** OFF! you want me 2 pray cuz i'm bitter? **** OFF! the only kneelin' I'll be doin' is behind yo sister! **NOW **** OFF!**

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Are YE gettin it all down? (All the talkin) What are they talking about? •• I see you You see me Ain't nothin ta say Cept ARE YE COMIN MY WAY? •• So many rules entangled in the lies So much illusion Blinding yer eyes All the false Love Messin up yer mind •• Dream child (Full release) What da ya need? What're YE tryin to do? ------ Everything's wrong YE tryin ta make it Good Ain't nobody behavin As they should •• Are YE gettin it all down? The lies are obscene There's ****** in the air They only thing I can say Is HEY BABE WHY DON'T YA COME ALONG WITH ME? •••• Are YE gettin it all down?

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Oct 29, 2013

Oct 29, 2013 at 1:21 AM UTC

jeffrey-robin

Comin my way?

Are YE gettin it all down? (All the talkin) What are they talking about? •• I see you You see me Ain't nothin ta say Cept ARE YE COMIN MY WAY? •• So many rules entangled in the lies So much illusion Blinding yer eyes All the false Love Messin up yer mind •• Dream child (Full release) What da ya need? What're YE tryin to do? ------ Everything's wrong YE tryin ta make it Good Ain't nobody behavin As they should •• Are YE gettin it all down? The lies are obscene There's ****** in the air They only thing I can say Is HEY BABE WHY DON'T YA COME ALONG WITH ME? •••• Are YE gettin it all down?

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I sought you I found you I fight you Surround you Breathe deep now I pound you Oblivion Caress you Six billion Obsess you Not healthy Forgotten Not sweet now but Rotten I've smelled true And gotten The fine fruit She brought and I've climbed every mountain I sail on a fountain That makes all the pennies Throw up Like the raven Can't shut, Stop behavin' Can't seek Their own maven Can't treat their own kin I get sad for them often I'm still glad I brought them when they let enough light in I'm barely goodnight and I treat you I treat we I drink up your sweet tea I thirst for her anger but I'm quenched in my hangar... Soaring Pouring Flying Sighing Then I look out the window I see her in sandals I look for your weakness You laugh with a Preakness. I promise her the grand daddy of them all Then we ball, and we ball, and we ball, through the stall. Till we fall Not we, you I mean me And my sweet tooth My love is a phone booth, I have no one to call. You should see her Desert you I'm sad she had to see you Her eyes are for sunshine And you are the gutter. For you, I bet, she would probably 'forget the butter'.

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Apr 28, 2015

Apr 28, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC

andrew-elliottqf

Wild at Heart

I sought you I found you I fight you Surround you Breathe deep now I pound you Oblivion Caress you Six billion Obsess you Not healthy Forgotten Not sweet now but Rotten I've smelled true And gotten The fine fruit She brought and I've climbed every mountain I sail on a fountain That makes all the pennies Throw up Like the raven Can't shut, Stop behavin' Can't seek Their own maven Can't treat their own kin I get sad for them often I'm still glad I brought them when they let enough light in I'm barely goodnight and I treat you I treat we I drink up your sweet tea I thirst for her anger but I'm quenched in my hangar... Soaring Pouring Flying Sighing Then I look out the window I see her in sandals I look for your weakness You laugh with a Preakness. I promise her the grand daddy of them all Then we ball, and we ball, and we ball, through the stall. Till we fall Not we, you I mean me And my sweet tooth My love is a phone booth, I have no one to call. You should see her Desert you I'm sad she had to see you Her eyes are for sunshine And you are the gutter. For you, I bet, she would probably 'forget the butter'.

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