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James Alai Feb 2016
I am embarrassed to say
that I fell head over heels
for a psychopath.
This girl had a smile that melted my heart
and a knife that stabbed me in the back.
She had warm lips that kissed me
And sharp teeth that bit me.

Did I mention that she was nuts?

She was a sociopathic, multible peraonalitied, souless harlot
who ****** out my soul and **** me out.

....but she was pretty though
Spencer Craig Nov 2014
he was a gangster in every meaning of the word
with a crew so malicious you'd think they were disturbed
they all went by dont make a thot a wife
cuase they all wanted that mario **** life.
moving bricks just to get paid
stomping anyone that gets in their way
getting some shrooms every ones in a while
and trying to get tail though luck or guile
one day, after what started as lewd innuendo
this girl put an end to his life like nintendo
an indian goddess man! she was divine
like a happy troller not a thing out of line
she was a kind engaging intellectual
but she wasn't looking for anything ******
she didn't want a bad ***
she was a girl who cared for social status
now he was no stranger to rejection
but this talk cut him off from multible babes like a c-section

she was different it felt like she was giving him a chance or

to his conundrum of a life she was the answer.
he was adam she was the forbbidan fruit
and he can't go back to the garden with a suit
but he didn't care so heworked like crazy
just to impress this amazing lady
not my best works but i hope some can relate
SG Holter Apr 2014
To Tina. Like so much else...


Fresh from ambulance; you're open inside.
Already scheduled for struma surgery,
Now hospitalized with unrelated wounds.
Slight brave smile and whisper *I really thought it was enough
Already...

I agree.

Fresh from surgery, brave but unsuccessful at concealing
Multible stabs with every movement
Yet in charge and control of your own, young life
With the unyielding authority of an assertive lil'-ol'-lady when
Demanding to work as if nothing.

Punctures still healing. The phone call comes.
I go to get you at work.
You wanted to work, but your legs don't work
So Alex and the girls close shop and cover you in a blanket of
Collegial Love.

Closed Due To Death in Family.

You haven't yet had time to feel fatherless,
All there is is shock and distance behind
A mask of masterly crafted concrete cored kevlar.
I carry your sorrow by our side to the taxi.
Slight brave smile and whimper I really thought it was enough
Already...

I agree.

This is a statue to your strength, young woman.
This is to record your struggles and blows so they may be held in
The eyes of contemporary poets and the
Cyberarcheologists of the future.

There's something behind your smile; bigger and braver and stronger
Than any man's testosteral ego.

It makes life.
It is a wing over everything.

— The End —