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"everyother" poems
Everyother day I was running away. Met the man of my dreams. But he was older then me. Didnt think my mom would agree. So we did what we did without thinking. Living life on the streets till we had enough money. To get our ass's to Georgia. Where we thought we would be free. Well the joke is on me. See I had todo time. While he got to walk free. Life is so funny. I was only 15. I knew how life worked on the streets. Always on the run so the police can't catch me. Stealing cars and breaking into hotel suites. Now tell me have you ever walked in my shoes. Where you would rather starve then give up the stars?
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May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
runaway
Music blares, My eyes stare, Watching the water, Wanting to be there, Wanting to be there, instead of here, listening to you ***** When no one really gives a **** You're nothing but a selfabsorbed ***** That makes her daughter feel worse with everyother word, Kim, shut up, leave me alone, I'd be better off ******* alone, You think your helping, your really not, So go give your "words of wisdom" to someone else, Because you're the only reason I feel like this
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Jun 28, 2012
Jun 28, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
Kim, I hate you.
I love that love of marines They kiss, and then they go They won't take their promises But either will come home In every port, there's a sad lady But they kissed, and now they're gone Some night , as everyother They'll kiss the waves to forget shore
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 3:16 AM UTC
Farewell
What she finds in him When whole night he keeps exploring her body Every night, and other night As if,or might be some new plant has sprouted from her seed, As if eating fruits from its branches, mandatory! But, What everyother night her seeking eyes see nothing, For the tenderness she needs , Only!! For a woman is made up of light bkue sky And pale coloured sand Wind v fragile And spark too shallow And this tenderness encapsulates her wholy! With trembling hands Everyother dark night While her stature he loves Her hands goes to his heart To find tender part But it still is a story of everyother night!
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 4:04 PM UTC
Tender!!