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WAKE UP HELLO POETRY
**ON THE LATEST PAGE NOTHING IS RIGHT / WITH SPAMS FREELY INFESTING THIS SITE, / WAKE UP ADMIN TO THE POETS' PLIGHT
@PoetryJournal
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Aftershocks
Some last spams / from those muscles / I haven't used in a while,
@nmo
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burdening you.
he thinks he's burdening me, / with his bothersome texts and such, / but truth be told,
@GodDamnItCat
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SPAMS KILLING THIS SITE
**Poets here are talking about / trolls and haters / but if we are earnest
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GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY POEMS
**POEMS CAN'T ANYMORE BE READ / SPAMS ARE ALL OVER SPREAD.**
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Seven Things
i. He calls me sunshine. / ii. He hypes up my pictures. / iii. He reaches me every day.
@tillay
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"I Fancy Her."
So I was texting with her. / How she doth linger / In my mind after all these years.
@giuseppi-martino-buonaiuto
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I'm bitter, but happy.
Hey, galaxy boy. I've got a girlfriend now, and she's more beautiful than anyone else I've ever seen. She smiles and her eyes glow and she just lights me up. She looks great in my jacket, you know, the oversized dark blue one with lime green stripes that you hated. My friends don't approve. Neither does my family. Everyone says she's nothing but trouble. But now, she's my trouble. So I don't wanna hear a **** word about it from anyone. You always hated her, anyways. So it's none of your business if she writes the date we got together on notes with hearts and gives them to me, or if she draws me Pon and Zi. And if she spams my phone with cute quotes, well, I'm happy about it. And if she gives me a necklace and kisses me in front of everyone, well, at least everyone knows she's mine.
@Taylor-McAvinew
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Selfies
See the perfect blush / I try so hard / I didn't rush
@guiseofaloner
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Spams 3
Spams pouring in more / than poems. / What a ***** game!
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Spams
buried are all poetic emotions / beneath abortion pills / enhancement lotions
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Suicide
My hand is grazed by thin scattered bits of a flask / As my skin is kissed by the cursed flow of the ether / The red line of the sliced vein melts with the ember
@Appoline
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Spams 2
With abortion pills on sale / Poetry has gone to hell.
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Spams 4
Spammers are having a field day / keeping Poets at bay.
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