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"gammers" poems
I come from a moldy house With human tall grass, I grew up with water balloon fights, Saturday morning cartoons, And the child like imagination I still carry. Happiness, sunshine, and rainbows were all I ever was. Things like gangs, **** and even death Were all unknown to a child’s mind. I come from the lazes, the loud mouths, The goof-offs, the gammers, The writers, the poets, and the crazies. From sunshine to isolation, Sandy beaches to hard concrete A lone fixed house to an overpopulated town house. Struggling daily just to put food on the table. Keeping up the grades just to get to that end of the bridge we call high school. Bearing false happiness just to get through life I come from the breaking sweat father breaks every day. I am from the goals and dreams my parents have accomplished I come from the center of the universe   Growing wings and flying down to the Earth below, Landing on the majestic, blue calm waters. Like that lone forbidden fruit gently falling off the sacred tall
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Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 4:03 AM UTC
Where I Come From
Two thousand downloads from societies web Only in one day, a certain success A few users left, but mostly did stay For whats to say, “They Will Come Back and Play” The penalty for leaving if you even pose the thought bullying, laughter, certain weeping for trying have said NO If you decide on leaving And simply glare the thought Your bed will hunt your body Until you decide to oppose Tell everyone your not angry For how are they going to know They know you are a player Even when they did wrong. Make your opinion shallow, Make sure to think like them Deny that you like certain things that way you´ll have a chance The game with settled winners The game that leaves you hope Don’t overestimate the gammers They have played for far too long They teach you to play stupid to never pose a threat to tell your friends you love them while thinking about betray They don’t know what you like thinking you are like them trying to fit in but knowing that you can’t COME AND PLAY SOCIETIES GAME only a few winner, but EVERYONE STAYS Why are you still part of it Are you afraid what’d they´ll say?
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
Keep Playing the Game