"mounth" poems - Hello Poetry

Roses are red like the blood i bleed. Knifes are shape like the words that come from your mounth. Scares are forever unlike friends. Lies stay people come and go. ~dominick j kyle

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Jul 7, 2012

Jul 7, 2012 at 10:33 PM UTC

dominick-1

scars

Roses are red like the blood i bleed. Knifes are shape like the words that come from your mounth. Scares are forever unlike friends. Lies stay people come and go. ~dominick j kyle

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Look at her. Drinking all day going out all night, no real friends, just people going out and drinkink the same poisoning drinks. She tells everybody she is fine, she is working all days and she is doing all the exams. She is lying to her self. Her pay goes direct to her mounth and to her liver. Look at her she “works” at the daddy’s agency doing nothing for all the time, heating the dark leathered chair of the office. She has no womenly curves she has yet that teeny look. She eats nothing but she drinks. Yeah she drink a lot like if it was possible that drinking can substain you. Look at them, not saying anything to her not helping her, never, even now. Her mother and her dad are nothing they don’t do nothing. How it can be? She is the daddy’s girl drinking with the dad, who always pays for everything

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Aug 18, 2018

Aug 18, 2018 at 6:29 AM UTC

hestia-1

DADDY'S GIRL

Look at her. Drinking all day going out all night, no real friends, just people going out and drinkink the same poisoning drinks. She tells everybody she is fine, she is working all days and she is doing all the exams. She is lying to her self. Her pay goes direct to her mounth and to her liver. Look at her she “works” at the daddy’s agency doing nothing for all the time, heating the dark leathered chair of the office. She has no womenly curves she has yet that teeny look. She eats nothing but she drinks. Yeah she drink a lot like if it was possible that drinking can substain you. Look at them, not saying anything to her not helping her, never, even now. Her mother and her dad are nothing they don’t do nothing. How it can be? She is the daddy’s girl drinking with the dad, who always pays for everything

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They won't care until you're hanging from the robe you knotted yourself they won't care until you're choking on the handful pills you swallowed they won't care until you've put the gun in your mounth and pulled the trigger they won't care until you've cut so deep the blood is pouring from your writst they won't care until they have to clean up the mess you left behind nobody cares until you take your last breath nobody cares until you're six feet under

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May 4, 2014

May 4, 2014 at 5:46 AM UTC

rxsemary

nobody cares

They won't care until you're hanging from the robe you knotted yourself they won't care until you're choking on the handful pills you swallowed they won't care until you've put the gun in your mounth and pulled the trigger they won't care until you've cut so deep the blood is pouring from your writst they won't care until they have to clean up the mess you left behind nobody cares until you take your last breath nobody cares until you're six feet under

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maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back. I met you on sunday on my way to church I was happy and fine and when i saw you my mounth paused my recent thoughts closed my mind dissapeared until the time you faded. I held in church and when the choir started singing I started thinking about you how your beautiful eyes looked me how your natural black skin made my eyes stuck how your smile destroyed my mind in seconds and how i will see u again. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back. I spent my whole day thinking about you in my dreams and slumber it was you more than thirty nights thinking about you those chats and phone calls in bed and outside the bed with you no seen no late replies because i needed you don't tell me that u didn't value that. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back. all those days i cared about you those birthday parties i made for you the smiles and dimples, I made them grow on your face the gifts and poems I made you swing and dance. don't tell me that you didn't value that. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back you committed three crimes One, you hacked the password to login to the acount of my love Two, you stole my whole love Three you immersed deeper in my mind. you made me feel you on every single breath i make in the morning. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back I don't care if you love me I don't care if you understand me I don't care if you lie to me or if you wanna go away from me I don't care what you think what I know is that you are the reason that makes me feel that i am still alive. maybe I am doing this wrong but you have to love me back love me back love me back love me back love me back love me back because if you don't... shshhhhh [Suffocating]

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Jul 22, 2019

Jul 22, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC

tompoet

Last Words

maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back. I met you on sunday on my way to church I was happy and fine and when i saw you my mounth paused my recent thoughts closed my mind dissapeared until the time you faded. I held in church and when the choir started singing I started thinking about you how your beautiful eyes looked me how your natural black skin made my eyes stuck how your smile destroyed my mind in seconds and how i will see u again. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back. I spent my whole day thinking about you in my dreams and slumber it was you more than thirty nights thinking about you those chats and phone calls in bed and outside the bed with you no seen no late replies because i needed you don't tell me that u didn't value that. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back. all those days i cared about you those birthday parties i made for you the smiles and dimples, I made them grow on your face the gifts and poems I made you swing and dance. don't tell me that you didn't value that. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back you committed three crimes One, you hacked the password to login to the acount of my love Two, you stole my whole love Three you immersed deeper in my mind. you made me feel you on every single breath i make in the morning. maybe i am doing this wrong but you have to love me back I don't care if you love me I don't care if you understand me I don't care if you lie to me or if you wanna go away from me I don't care what you think what I know is that you are the reason that makes me feel that i am still alive. maybe I am doing this wrong but you have to love me back love me back love me back love me back love me back love me back because if you don't... shshhhhh [Suffocating]

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