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"everybodys" poems
____I'LL NEVER FORGET "THAT-NIGHT"___ It was 8;00PM, a Thunder and Lightening storm had just begun and what seemed like thousands of BB sized HAIL WERE PELTING the roof, making it Hard to Hear the Ringing Phone ! ! I Barked OUT a "HELLO",,,the tearful, hesitant voice on the OTHER END....CRIED OUT... " Come over quickly" She pleaded and continued with "IT'S LIKE DEMONS Have CONTROL OF HER ! ! ! ,and SHE KEEPS CRYING OUT .. AUNT BEA,,, Aunt Bea... Over and over"_______ . This was going to require a SPECIAL-EXORCISM I Stated... "I'm ON MY WAY" ! Upon my Arrival , I was greeted by a trembling,sobbing LaCretia,,claiming, "HURRY to the Library Room.,Rochelle is waiting ! !" The repeating AUNT BEAS were spoken as if Gargling... "WHAT are her Symptoms " I Queried ? IN A VERY-SLOW Determined Voice, LaCretia detailed the following,,,, "She has the BLUES, She has the BLAHS, She has BLEMISHES, She has BOWEL Constriction, She has been BLASPHEMING, She has BUTTOCKS Wrinkles, She has BREAST quivers and has been having BELCHING FITS "! ! ! I THREW MYSELF ON THE FLOOR IN PRAYER...Asking for the strength to DEAL-WITH these DEMONS..._____** A N D **____Here's what CAME-OUT of ROCHELLE,,,, *(#1)=BREEZEWAY-LIPS= when encountering these rascals ,it's highly suggested that WE BE UNDER Proper Cover.. (#2)= BISTRO-BREATH-LEADER= Demons that emit SPECIAL AROMATICS into the air ,that keep screaming ,,"IT'S TIME TO EAT"....(#3)=BEHEMOTH -TESTER= Demon assigned to see how BIG OF A MONSTER he can turn you in to ....*( #4)=BRAZEN-FELLOWS= Demon who attempts to Get "YOU" TO **** INTO EVERYBODYS BUSINESS, and ruin their whole day & night...! ! ! I THEN SHOUTED OUT TO **ROCHELLE ** " ARE there any more " B " DEMONS IN there ??" Rochelle, collapsed to the floor,, I promptly RUBBED-IN the BROWN SHOE POLISH into the soles and heels of feet,,*** FOREVER-BLOCKING ***__" B " DEMONS , the ONLY-ENTRANCE to our BODIES .._______ Rochelle ,with a new found strength, lifted herself from the floor, Gingerly grasped my hand, Pulled me "VERY-CLOSE" . KISSED me with a FERVOR , THAT I CAN "TASTE" TO THIS very-day... I bid LaCretia and Rochelle "GOOD-NIGHT",, AND FOUND MYSELF "WHISTLING" and "THINKING" as I walked to my Vehicle.... "The Demons are increasing their activity ! ! I MUST "BE-PREPARED" for the NEXT-CALL_____PERHAPS FROM * Y O U * ??___
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Nov 27, 2010
Nov 27, 2010 at 9:06 AM UTC
A "B" DEMON ATTACK ! ! ( #39)
____I'LL NEVER FORGET "THAT-NIGHT"___ It was 8;00PM, a Thunder and Lightening storm had just begun and what seemed like thousands of BB sized HAIL WERE PELTING the roof, making it Hard to Hear the Ringing Phone ! ! I Barked OUT a "HELLO",,,the tearful, hesitant voice on the OTHER END....CRIED OUT... " Come over quickly" She pleaded and continued with "IT'S LIKE DEMONS Have CONTROL OF HER ! ! ! ,and SHE KEEPS CRYING OUT .. AUNT BEA,,, Aunt Bea... Over and over"_______ . This was going to require a SPECIAL-EXORCISM I Stated... "I'm ON MY WAY" ! Upon my Arrival , I was greeted by a trembling,sobbing LaCretia,,claiming, "HURRY to the Library Room.,Rochelle is waiting ! !" The repeating AUNT BEAS were spoken as if Gargling... "WHAT are her Symptoms " I Queried ? IN A VERY-SLOW Determined Voice, LaCretia detailed the following,,,, "She has the BLUES, She has the BLAHS, She has BLEMISHES, She has BOWEL Constriction, She has been BLASPHEMING, She has BUTTOCKS Wrinkles, She has BREAST quivers and has been having BELCHING FITS "! ! ! I THREW MYSELF ON THE FLOOR IN PRAYER...Asking for the strength to DEAL-WITH these DEMONS..._____** A N D **____Here's what CAME-OUT of ROCHELLE,,,, *(#1)=BREEZEWAY-LIPS= when encountering these rascals ,it's highly suggested that WE BE UNDER Proper Cover.. (#2)= BISTRO-BREATH-LEADER= Demons that emit SPECIAL AROMATICS into the air ,that keep screaming ,,"IT'S TIME TO EAT"....(#3)=BEHEMOTH -TESTER= Demon assigned to see how BIG OF A MONSTER he can turn you in to ....*( #4)=BRAZEN-FELLOWS= Demon who attempts to Get "YOU" TO **** INTO EVERYBODYS BUSINESS, and ruin their whole day & night...! ! ! I THEN SHOUTED OUT TO **ROCHELLE ** " ARE there any more " B " DEMONS IN there ??" Rochelle, collapsed to the floor,, I promptly RUBBED-IN the BROWN SHOE POLISH into the soles and heels of feet,,*** FOREVER-BLOCKING ***__" B " DEMONS , the ONLY-ENTRANCE to our BODIES .._______ Rochelle ,with a new found strength, lifted herself from the floor, Gingerly grasped my hand, Pulled me "VERY-CLOSE" . KISSED me with a FERVOR , THAT I CAN "TASTE" TO THIS very-day... I bid LaCretia and Rochelle "GOOD-NIGHT",, AND FOUND MYSELF "WHISTLING" and "THINKING" as I walked to my Vehicle.... "The Demons are increasing their activity ! ! I MUST "BE-PREPARED" for the NEXT-CALL_____PERHAPS FROM * Y O U * ??___
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tired of hearing "potential" in reference to me cause i only hear it when i'm being squeezed into a box by those who think they know whats best for me its a wonder i haven't gone ****** from all the pressure writer, lawyer, realtor, travel agent, hair dresser i don't know yet, i don't know! yes i do want better but how am i supposed to plan a career when i can't see as far as my hand in front of me i love everything! how am i supposed to pick one passion? is my passion divided among a hundred interests lesser in value than someones passion focused on one point? i can't help but think so. and it discourages me even more and its not just a career, job, and school pulled in all different direction i'm everybodys fool i have to be a different me for just about every person i see selecting aspects of my personality to fit the scene its not fake its not phony. its reality. i have friends in all circles, family in a whole separate ring i can't share all the aspects of me or i'd spend my time defending my thoughts, beliefs, and interests. i am so tolerant, why can't people afford me the same luxury? the worst thing is the fake smile and polite subject change whenever a parent of a friend asks what i've been up to when i can SEE it in their eyes, they are all thinking the same that i've thrown my life away, that i'm not a good influence anymore. nevermind that they've known me for years, that i've set dinner tables with them, celebrated birthdays, and survived puberty alongside their kid, my best friends. all they can see is another college-dropout who is going nowhere fast i lied... the worst thing. what hurts most is that they are right i AM going nowhere fast and it kills me everyday. and its more salt right in the wound that i know my parents have the same conversations when they run into neighbors, friends, family, and the "how are the kids" comes up how did a 3.7 G.P.A. and a 1410 S.A.T. turn into a 20 year old with a P.O. and a record. i know they love me all the same but i can't help but feel ashamed i know they wanted, i know they expected... better i've been decorating the same mistakes in different frames so i can pretend they're not the same but who's the fool when its you fooling you and me hurting me by playing fast and loose with common sense
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Feb 10, 2012
Feb 10, 2012 at 3:07 PM UTC
Brain Spill
tired of hearing "potential" in reference to me cause i only hear it when i'm being squeezed into a box by those who think they know whats best for me its a wonder i haven't gone ****** from all the pressure writer, lawyer, realtor, travel agent, hair dresser i don't know yet, i don't know! yes i do want better but how am i supposed to plan a career when i can't see as far as my hand in front of me i love everything! how am i supposed to pick one passion? is my passion divided among a hundred interests lesser in value than someones passion focused on one point? i can't help but think so. and it discourages me even more and its not just a career, job, and school pulled in all different direction i'm everybodys fool i have to be a different me for just about every person i see selecting aspects of my personality to fit the scene its not fake its not phony. its reality. i have friends in all circles, family in a whole separate ring i can't share all the aspects of me or i'd spend my time defending my thoughts, beliefs, and interests. i am so tolerant, why can't people afford me the same luxury? the worst thing is the fake smile and polite subject change whenever a parent of a friend asks what i've been up to when i can SEE it in their eyes, they are all thinking the same that i've thrown my life away, that i'm not a good influence anymore. nevermind that they've known me for years, that i've set dinner tables with them, celebrated birthdays, and survived puberty alongside their kid, my best friends. all they can see is another college-dropout who is going nowhere fast i lied... the worst thing. what hurts most is that they are right i AM going nowhere fast and it kills me everyday. and its more salt right in the wound that i know my parents have the same conversations when they run into neighbors, friends, family, and the "how are the kids" comes up how did a 3.7 G.P.A. and a 1410 S.A.T. turn into a 20 year old with a P.O. and a record. i know they love me all the same but i can't help but feel ashamed i know they wanted, i know they expected... better i've been decorating the same mistakes in different frames so i can pretend they're not the same but who's the fool when its you fooling you and me hurting me by playing fast and loose with common sense
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some people they keep fit by going to the gym shedding of the fat turning it to slim lifting up the weights skipping on the spot running on a tread mill as they begin trot going in the sauna sitting in the steam losing lots of weight everybodys dream eating healthy food to keep themself in trim with there daily visit to the local gym.
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 2:14 PM UTC
keeping fit
I've always lived inside a shell, But i want to be free and fly, I've always felt like i'm nobody's, but all i wanted to be was everybodys', I wasnt hungry for fame, but deprived of love. I still am. I always thought i could never be loved, but i always badly needed it, I’ve always asked for Recognition, Because I’m never Appreciated, I’ve always called myself a loon, Because I think, I think too much dirt. I don’t think im pretty, ‘cause from near, When my demons are visible, I see myself My ugliness Reflects, Comes back at me. More hatred. When guys say , “ oh you’re so pretty, You can get any guy you want!” I shatter,because I think They pretend and lie and repeat. I don’t always get what I Crave for, Nor do I manage the relationships. Or maybe they don’t see the real, ‘ugly’, ‘crazy’,’silly’, Me. I don’t see any bright light, Darkness blurs my vision, As if morning Is still asleep, Causing me more Blindness. But all I wanto see is A ray of hope,shining at me. For once, I want to be called actually pretty, Hot,cool,amazing, From someone who’ll mean it and From the one I’d be able to believe. But I am not sure The pseudonym I choose To live with, Would let me Accept what I am wishing for. ……. That’s my issue, I’m locked in this personality-cage. I need rescue. Save me from rage Wake up. Smile.. Fill another page
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
PSEUDONYM&ME.
There's horns and heartache in every direction a ***** smile in the sirens that echo through the alleys bricked or stuccod into self martyrd silence at a world that is only a glossy poster of its former self an hour glass up everybodys nose some torn pantyhose hope I'm smiling in my 4x4 a beam watching the people turnstyle through despair and ecstasy I'm painted white but I'm full of termites and I love this mirage world despite all the anyways and brick roads that lead to cliffs and cliffs that lead to lovers and lovers that leave for sunrise and railroad ties  me unholy headed in every direction that leads to nowhere everywhere but like I said I love this mirage
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Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 6:37 PM UTC
***** mirage, glossy poster
It ***** always feeling like the "Second choice" But i am the sceond choice For everything though. Im the second choice for my friends, My sister, my mother, my cousin, and You too. Even though you always tell me im not. You should stop trying to make me feel Better, Because we both know your lying, Im just going to need to face  the facts, And accept it.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
Everybodys Second Choice.
i am a very talented typing cat all though i know how to use capital letters and punctuation marks i cant stand them i have decided to take over the world through lack of both if you cant use comas then lets eat grandma will **** everybody leaving me the only one left but what happens when somebody says something that kills the cats i am beginning to see why we use grammar yet i still refuse i wish i could explain to you why my predicament is so brain racking but what if i did take over the world with lack of grammar but then again what if i took over the world through extensive use of grammar causing everybodys brain to take over their body wait arent brains already in control so what if the lack of grammar caused the brain to only focus on my lack of proper english and now you see why english teachers say they arent payed enough so maybe if i used an extensive amount of grammar then people would be required to go back to school just because a cat is smarter than they and then the outcome would be a financial crisis causing more people to be poor and goods to become more expensive maybe i can take over the world with extensive grammar usage now i just need to figure out how to get people to read my work please excuse my spelling and grammar i may be a very intelligent cat but i too am lazy
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
grammar kills the world
Dont destroy what you have to chase after your past....even if your past has a phater ass..Well maybe you can visit once or twice...naw that isn't right...chasing after pleasure for the cost of your life...or maybe just for the cause of a good time...cuz it seems like theres little good in a good time...but everybody wants one...just to have a lil fun..So if im just looking for a good time does going backwards make me dumb...or can I just use the excuse I was looking for some fun...I mean yeah my present is a gift..but my burdens it cant lift... its tylenol to my pain but I need some extra relief..but that sounds contradicive to my belief...of monotony..creating contraversy...inside the brain...like deciding to switch lanes...But i just want to taste it...its like i just became a vegetarien but i want a buger and with meats the only way i can make it...so Im pondering if I should...I dont wanna be thinking that I should have could have would...can your past become your future... or should your present be the picture....Of Jubilee..When do you get to blame destiny...Cuz everybodys looking for a reason..for treason...But they always need a point man to evoke..Destiny you can be my scapegoat...Cuz i want to relapse just a bit..I just want one more high one more hit..and if I again become addicted...I guess my present isn't want Destiny predicted...But i dont want to destory my present it really is a gift..but destiny only made me a man so sometimes I think like this....
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Jul 11, 2012
Jul 11, 2012 at 10:11 AM UTC
Its Destiny's fault
Dont destroy what you have to chase after your past....even if your past has a phater ass..Well maybe you can visit once or twice...naw that isn't right...chasing after pleasure for the cost of your life...or maybe just for the cause of a good time...cuz it seems like theres little good in a good time...but everybody wants one...just to have a lil fun..So if im just looking for a good time does going backwards make me dumb...or can I just use the excuse I was looking for some fun...I mean yeah my present is a gift..but my burdens it cant lift... its tylenol to my pain but I need some extra relief..but that sounds contradicive to my belief...of monotony..creating contraversy...inside the brain...like deciding to switch lanes...But i just want to taste it...its like i just became a vegetarien but i want a buger and with meats the only way i can make it...so Im pondering if I should...I dont wanna be thinking that I should have could have would...can your past become your future... or should your present be the picture....Of Jubilee..When do you get to blame destiny...Cuz everybodys looking for a reason..for treason...But they always need a point man to evoke..Destiny you can be my scapegoat...Cuz i want to relapse just a bit..I just want one more high one more hit..and if I again become addicted...I guess my present isn't want Destiny predicted...But i dont want to destory my present it really is a gift..but destiny only made me a man so sometimes I think like this....
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This is for the stoic No one asks if they're okay They really wish to hear that question Somedays This is for the kind They smile wave and applaud Just imagine all the pain That hides behind their walls This is for the silent Not only voices do they hide But everybodys secrets Bottled up inside I don't know who this is for Have it if you so desire This one may be your kindling To your inner fire
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
For Who
A lit cigarette dangles from my lips, I don't know how, I'm hanging on to the tip Of the fliter, reflecting on the cynical sinner That I see in the mirror, every day and every night Stay calm, Obey the law, live an ordinary life I'm just an ordinary guy with an extraordinary mic Singin' all my songs while I'm in the limelight But after the crowd disperses and the lights go off Then I'm just a lonely pothead with a smokers cough I'm not rich, no, I'm worryin about the cost When eatin my next meal is like eating from a food trough I laugh at the fact of a casket, For the one certainty In life is that everybodys just food for the maggots But There's certain truths you come to understand In the middle of turning from a boy into a man I've learned you gotta get to the top, or go to the grave I refuse to go down without every man knowing my name And you gotta do what you can to follow through with your dreams I know that everybody is just bursting at the seams With the ideas and beleifs thay've come to uphold Pasing it on to the young from the teachers that were old I'm spreading mine through my music and my writing Wanna be the best at rhythm and my rhyming So be yourself, and do you Don't ever let anyone tell you what you can and can't do
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 11:19 PM UTC
A poem about learned truths.
when the snow is falling its such a lovely sight as the snow flakes drop so pure and so white lighting up the night on roof tops and the ground landing oh so gently it dosent make a sound such a lovely picture natures work of art that brings love and warmth to everybodys heart i love to watch the snowfall bringing such delight falling very gently makes the world seem bright
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Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 10:07 AM UTC
snowfall
To All The Reapers Who Desire To ****** Me Hold It Please You Might Need A Shoulder After My Golden Speech Let Me Be The One To Breach Turn This Beach Into A Perfect ****** Scene Crismon Glistens Twisten In The Sand A Samuri Sword Through My Trachea Out My Pineal Gland Puddles Of Blood **** I Felt Stuck I Have Infinite Potential & Hope Just So You Know It Wasnt Enough My Books Scream For Me To Pick Up My Land Line Service Been Cut I Feel Everybodys Pain Everyday I Meditate In The Rain Before My Image Fades I Will Manifest My Twin Soul Flame Ingrave My Master Piece In Trees So My Trajadies Stay At Peace If The Trees Dont Mind Cos I Will Never Harm The Vine Happiness Is A Choice So Is To Fly My Soul Has Silver Wings I Feel Like Dying Tonight If The Sun Hugs In The Am And The Birds Dont Sing To Me & I Dont Awake From Sacred Sleep I Left Earth It Hurts I Had No More Air To Breathe I Passed Along With A Song The Wind Carried Me If You Ever Feel A Scary Breeze Im Passing Through On My Way To Burry Me
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
Crismon Breeze
tribute to a star a scoucer through and through everybodies friend that every body knew she entertained us all with her singing voice everybodies favourite everybodys choice. with her ginger hair she gave our hearts a glow suprise suprise and blind date she really made the show now cillas past away but in our hearts will stay she his watching over us every single day
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 8:27 AM UTC
tribute to cilla
So sick of everybodys **** Everyone has their own issues and no ones complacent. Everyones steady complaining. Everyones steady misleading. Everyones doing their own dirt and cheating. Just waitin for someone to take me from this disaster, help me heal, and no longer let my heart shatter. Im sick of this **** To much to deal with, Sometimes i wanna just take these pills and float off to bliss.
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC
Sick of everyones ****
everybodys flyin around everybodys leavin town Everybodys tryin to be who they are now and if only they knew who it was Threy might could get by with who they are If only I wish we didn't forget from the start Some people are fueled by hate Some people are fueled by love some people are fueled by selfish intake Some people are fueled by drugs And im trying To go back From when I started I forget that Deja vu I feel it everywhere I been here before I swear some people are stuck in the past And they worry about it all the time No good moment can ever last Cause they recreate that last line That they remember and face disorder Where all they read is that memory reordered We have to forget the demon of the past To reorder the angels in our lives and see us when we laughed And all of the good that we did that was blessed Someone got some good or we got some good and it made a difference And im trying To go back From when I started I forget that Deja vu I feel it everywhere I been here before I swear
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Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 8:45 AM UTC
Deja Vu
in a place called happy land so very far away everybodys happy every single day there is lots to do in this happy place there are always smiles on everybodies face there is lots to do to pass the time away lots and lots of fun with lots of games to play theres never any tears no ones ever sad always very happy always very glad. a very special place where life is always free happy and content the way that life should be
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
happy land
when are you coming home brother? the gun shots are so loud mother is very worried but papa so proud dont you worry about me sister im coming home to you tell ma im fine and l love her and pai love him too brother i miss you so dearly you've fought for so long everybodys praying for you and i wrote you a song i was told you were hurt badly you said you would come home i cant wait to see you i feel so all alone hello brother can you hear me? you were so brave out there your in a better place now life is oh so unfair! -Been
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC
War takes happiness
i go extinct. i fall in love. i make believe i never was. everybody needs more time, i know i do. im not the meek. im not above. im just a man inside the love. cant nobody understand aside from you. thought i wasn't human - alas, i bleed. bodies in the forest become the trees. you know that i love you, i cant help myself. the afterlife's forever, ever. im half asleep. im half my mom. im not beneath, "Its not enough". everybodys out their mind, im overdue. you know better than they do. talking while im sleeping is not unique. thought i wasn't dreaming, then lost all my teeth. you know that i love you, i cant help myself. the afterlifes forever, ever.
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Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 6:12 PM UTC
Some Of It All
May 25, 1990 I'm so brave I'll lay my love on the line For you my darling any old time Doesn't matter how much you hurt me 'cause I'm still alive Everybody thinks I'm crazy Everybody thinks I'm half insane Everybodys eyes go hazy Whenever I mention your name You say that we bring out the best and the worst from inside of one  another like an ancient curse Well maybe your right then again maybe your wrong or maybe that's the price we pay for loving so strong I'm so brave I stare right in your eyes get caught up in your person and get mesmerized I'm so brave I let you walk away knowing I can't stop you I can only pray There's no rest for the wicked or the true at heart 'cause my love doesn't end when you pull us apart
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Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 11:12 PM UTC
I"m So Brave
I know that I'm a peice of ****  an thats ok I can handle it.. But the 1 thing that was keepin me here,  was the though that some1 cared.. now i see... that all the time I, spent chasing you was 1 big game And thats ok it was fun 2 play... but now ive got a say good by to the fake embrace the pain... Pleasee lord send me on my way, drop my body onto the floor... I have never fealt this way b4.. but I know it'll be a better world with out me wasting everybodys ****** time. A tool is only worth. What it can do and I don't see What the point is in going a broken one 2 you.... Please just take me down a path of nothingness.. I relze that you've lost your sanity waiting on this kind of **** but i won't be around much longer now ...  please take my words 4 what there worth.. and remember that I was born a curse ... unwanted and probobly better offending it all so as a load i can fall from  somewhere that never end..losing myself in the darkness of my own sin
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Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
Untitled
ruined everybodys night (What a surprise, what a surprise)
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
Untitled
Silence came creeping into my room without an invitation. She promised to love me without any expectations. I kept her word for it. She made everything seem easier for me. My cuts, the horrible dreams, my tears it was always between her and me. She told that she,d keep me safe from the world. She kept me strong even though I knew it hurt. She became my best friend. In everybodys eyes I would pretend, but in her eyes she knew the real me because she cared. Untill one day she left without leaving a letter or a trace, she never came back. My only friend left, leaving me dead. She was my only best friend
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:09 PM UTC
silence