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"demotions" poems
Here comes The Change That has the range Of emotions And demotions And devotions Of a perilous populous That likes to raise a fuss When they eventually learn who I am And treat me like I'm the Son of Sam To be specific They discover I'm gay And begin to filet My mentality In totality For fatality Merely by acting differently If my sexuality isn't the first thing people know about me I get to witness The Change Like a dog with mange I am shedding my hair While screaming no fair Because of the shift I see Because of the **** I need To make my heart bleed There is a steady bellowing burdensome baggage From those that want to ****** some ******* So I search for weight lifters But only find shapeshifters That become great grifters When The Change occurs And The Change burns So The Change turned Me into an interdimensional changeling And an unintentional rage king After they use words like flaming Because the results are so draining It becomes hard not to hate people Who are inspired by hate steeples They say I'm going to Hell While I notice the smell Of being buried in their banal **** While they play their greatest hits That are as unoriginal As they are cynical They say I'm a degenerate An embarrassment A parent's lament I want to change into a carefree bird Instead I stay in Hell with the herd Wanting to escape like Lupin the Third Rather than be oppressed like the Kurds But there is no relief Only re-grief When changes aren't permanent But The Change is There's an illustration of my life That will change your perspective The picture is in my words When the painting is what I choose to say And the canvas is your mind Whose textures I could never imagine So I jump off a cliff blindfolded Expecting to be changed once I land
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 6:13 AM UTC
Change
Here comes The Change That has the range Of emotions And demotions And devotions Of a perilous populous That likes to raise a fuss When they eventually learn who I am And treat me like I'm the Son of Sam To be specific They discover I'm gay And begin to filet My mentality In totality For fatality Merely by acting differently If my sexuality isn't the first thing people know about me I get to witness The Change Like a dog with mange I am shedding my hair While screaming no fair Because of the shift I see Because of the **** I need To make my heart bleed There is a steady bellowing burdensome baggage From those that want to ****** some ******* So I search for weight lifters But only find shapeshifters That become great grifters When The Change occurs And The Change burns So The Change turned Me into an interdimensional changeling And an unintentional rage king After they use words like flaming Because the results are so draining It becomes hard not to hate people Who are inspired by hate steeples They say I'm going to Hell While I notice the smell Of being buried in their banal **** While they play their greatest hits That are as unoriginal As they are cynical They say I'm a degenerate An embarrassment A parent's lament I want to change into a carefree bird Instead I stay in Hell with the herd Wanting to escape like Lupin the Third Rather than be oppressed like the Kurds But there is no relief Only re-grief When changes aren't permanent But The Change is There's an illustration of my life That will change your perspective The picture is in my words When the painting is what I choose to say And the canvas is your mind Whose textures I could never imagine So I jump off a cliff blindfolded Expecting to be changed once I land
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My lonely is for eternity Little orca wisting for pod I clasp my palms to generate an organic heat, if I try hard enough perhaps Can I build a friend who would not disappear without condition to my spiral of demotions I take up so little space in my ice-pop orbit in the universe I need an adult, even me, sometimes.
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Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 11:01 AM UTC
My Lonely (We're Sorry, Pluto)
On My Face Got something you want to say, write it on my face, Want me to know what u did today, write it on my face, Searching for Jupiter tonite, look out into space, Hoping to make things seem right, write it on my face Advancements, promotions, just write it on my face, Untimely demotions, you can write it on my face, Directions to your house warming, write it on my face, Comments you feel harming, dont leave them on my face Mouth speaking out of turn, leaving egg on my face, You wanting me to return, leave it on my face, Severe pain deep down inside, write it on my face, Trying very hard, very hard to hide, don't write it on my face Old friends echoes from the past, write in on my face, New friends added to the cast, write that on my face, Dreams wished and never reached, you can see that on my face, Hearts broken, promises breached, see the tears run down my face Gomer LePoet...
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Mar 13, 2010
Mar 13, 2010 at 8:01 PM UTC
On My Face
I'd see them laugh, I cry. They'd see me happy, they'd despise. Suffocate the truth with your lies. Deafen with your murmurs my cries. You'd say we're all equal, You'd say we're all fair, Yet I can see the horns in your halo. With one is privilege, To the other is plummeting demotions, I seem to end up lying down in the ground. Try and say your **** one more time, I'd not be dumbfounded with your flowering words.
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 6:45 AM UTC
Blooming Stench
mirror mirror on the wall do you recognize this image at all? who is this person , so difficult to read do you think he has got anyone to meet? yes, once he had ideas of his own now, his life seems like night without any dawn yes, he used to dream about being somebody now, he is just trying to fit with everybody when you ask him how he's doing, he'll say i'm good, but now i must get going he's always in a hurry yet, everything about his identity is so blurry he was so jolly when he used to pick his nose without being ashamed but now society has very brutally made him tamed. the thing that scares him most are demotions, other than that, he's a creature with very few emotions. mirror mirror on the wall if this is what happens why grow up at all?
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Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 9:20 AM UTC
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