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"mistaks" poems
I just hurt everyone I fabricate false truths like art I weave them together like threads in a tapestry A kind of poisonous performance art I steal others ideas and use them as mine Upon an alter I sacrifice friends to the abyss And for what? Who knows why Long ago has my fire burned out Its last sparks disappearing as I write Too young am I To cloud over with the sorrows of my past My possible futures I’ve given up Just to cry Stuck like a record player I repeat the same mistakes I repeat the same mistaks I repeat the same misaks I repeat the same mstks I repeat the same mstk I repeat the same mtk I repeat the same mk I repeat the same m until there are no more to repeat and those that loved me leave me I fall in spiral Endlessly into an infinite hole Unable to stop Yet it is me I am killing myself I can’t live like this anymore But I know I will No matter what anyone says The last sparks of hope, That used to blaze An inferno in my eyes and soul Mind and body, Have died lies
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC
Hewy
Veiled truths
I just hurt everyone I fabricate false truths like art I weave them together like threads in a tapestry A kind of poisonous performance art I steal others ideas and use them as mine Upon an alter I sacrifice friends to the abyss And for what? Who knows why Long ago has my fire burned out Its last sparks disappearing as I write Too young am I To cloud over with the sorrows of my past My possible futures I’ve given up Just to cry Stuck like a record player I repeat the same mistakes I repeat the same mistaks I repeat the same misaks I repeat the same mstks I repeat the same mstk I repeat the same mtk I repeat the same mk I repeat the same m until there are no more to repeat and those that loved me leave me I fall in spiral Endlessly into an infinite hole Unable to stop Yet it is me I am killing myself I can’t live like this anymore But I know I will No matter what anyone says The last sparks of hope, That used to blaze An inferno in my eyes and soul Mind and body, Have died lies
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Be Bold. Be unapologetic, be true to yourself Publish stuff, even if you think it's bad Evenif you've made mistaks Because although you might not like it Others will Because what we often forget is that there are 7 Billion and 399 people who haven't read your poem yet And who have different opinions (and that's only the number from 2016);
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
parttimeboy
To be a poet
Be Bold. Be unapologetic, be true to yourself Publish stuff, even if you think it's bad Evenif you've made mistaks Because although you might not like it Others will Because what we often forget is that there are 7 Billion and 399 people who haven't read your poem yet And who have different opinions (and that's only the number from 2016);
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