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"thatll" poems
iWanna Run Away For Bad. iM Sad And iFeel Hopeless The Only Thing That iFeel iCan Truly Feel Worth iT is Dope. iWanna Take A Hit. iKnow il Feel Happy Just if iGet Lit iWanna Twist Just One last Time Yes A Relapse Thatll il risk iKnow The Consequences But this is it iKnow il lose Everything once again but idk iF iHave Enough Heart iLove, But Not Like iUsed to This substance is Powerful Itll Take over Its sour iWanna use And im getting closer to the point were i dont care if i lose...
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 4:16 AM UTC
Run Away
Goodbyes are never good. And hellos are never hell... Well.. Howcome its always hard to tell? When i met Amy.. she waved, like the ocean in the horizon view. i mean, picture a Goddess herself, locking her eyes on you, hypnotizing you, Telling you all infinity lies in you, Her heart hides in you, Her vocal tone rises you... Like the tide.. under the horizon view.. but her theory was dark. Like the side of the moon we don't see.. Weird, *** most of the time she was joyous and joke-sy. But she had a mental intent. to rent, an individuals mind until her emotion was spent. Pitched up her tent, Now she lives in my head. i cant get rid of her, feeling blue when shes wearing red. i cant get ahead.. i need her, I bleed her. i read her. i see her. She runs thru my mind mind so much, even my feet hurt. but shes evil. Reveling in my chaos and depression. her sole mission is to leave me well wishin.. fishing for hope, with nothing in my view. except the horizon. i cant forget her eyes'n.... the way she caressed my hand in the midst of my anger. but its sad to say her theory just brings me danger.. she says she cant be happy if im happy. i cant believe she can say that, I mean, sure shes a Ten.. sure shes a friend.. sure when i ask her to come over she always says, when.. i mean i dont ever wanna put her down... Amy's my PEN. the pen that stood beside me when i wrote my lifestory. the pen that stays truthful even if it gets gory. the pen that keeps me sane and even takes over for me, The pen that allows me the hope to reach glory..and see.. the same pen that forces me write daily im trapped, Confined in this desk, Hennessy spilled on my lap, lost in life, blank map im tryna fill in the gap, Last thing i needs a fucken object that keeps giving me crap! Still ill love her forever, and never ever leave, thatll never occur... my pen, i named her amy and sometimes i feel that i write for her. -afj
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
amy's theory.
Goodbyes are never good. And hellos are never hell... Well.. Howcome its always hard to tell? When i met Amy.. she waved, like the ocean in the horizon view. i mean, picture a Goddess herself, locking her eyes on you, hypnotizing you, Telling you all infinity lies in you, Her heart hides in you, Her vocal tone rises you... Like the tide.. under the horizon view.. but her theory was dark. Like the side of the moon we don't see.. Weird, *** most of the time she was joyous and joke-sy. But she had a mental intent. to rent, an individuals mind until her emotion was spent. Pitched up her tent, Now she lives in my head. i cant get rid of her, feeling blue when shes wearing red. i cant get ahead.. i need her, I bleed her. i read her. i see her. She runs thru my mind mind so much, even my feet hurt. but shes evil. Reveling in my chaos and depression. her sole mission is to leave me well wishin.. fishing for hope, with nothing in my view. except the horizon. i cant forget her eyes'n.... the way she caressed my hand in the midst of my anger. but its sad to say her theory just brings me danger.. she says she cant be happy if im happy. i cant believe she can say that, I mean, sure shes a Ten.. sure shes a friend.. sure when i ask her to come over she always says, when.. i mean i dont ever wanna put her down... Amy's my PEN. the pen that stood beside me when i wrote my lifestory. the pen that stays truthful even if it gets gory. the pen that keeps me sane and even takes over for me, The pen that allows me the hope to reach glory..and see.. the same pen that forces me write daily im trapped, Confined in this desk, Hennessy spilled on my lap, lost in life, blank map im tryna fill in the gap, Last thing i needs a fucken object that keeps giving me crap! Still ill love her forever, and never ever leave, thatll never occur... my pen, i named her amy and sometimes i feel that i write for her. -afj
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Darling, youll be ok I know its easier to say But baby she doesnt deserve you so darling dont feel blue Now this isnt a love song Im just saying you did nothing wrong Darling stay strong now Pretty soon she will ask how How the hell did she just leave But baby thatll be when you feel relief Darling, youll be ok....
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC
Baby, Darling
Written words on a page Only scream as loud as they are read Lost along cycles of habits that have led to nowhere Reaching for any hand thatll reach back And help drag me out of the hole I've created
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Sep 30, 2024
Sep 30, 2024 at 5:01 AM UTC
Written Cries
It's not enough to complain It's not enough to feel shame It's not enough to give up after U fail. It's not enough to go blame The neighborhood u grew in Or the ppl u were around No excuse is enough to justify So u can just deny knowing how To succeed and exceed what u perceive in your dreams It's not enough to just proceed if u bleed for what u believe by all means It's not enough to try, give up and Cry while u surrender and accept this Cuz hardheaded and stubborn when positive, is called relentless So address this where your address is and if u find no way There's a huge world out there, so learn while u search and maybe one day Ill see u on the other side Where no one ******* or complains Where no one is slowed by Failure or fear cuz they're driven by pain Where u don't even need a brain Just passion and will Cause if your still ****** breathing Than be believing u have a chance still And I write this not only to **** The doubt that poisons ur mind But while stressin im confessin Ill admit this is to **** mine Cuz we all get weak at times Where we actually consider birthing a child of regret while bitter And becoming its full time babysitter Conceived with life thatll ***** you Without any protection And even those who oppose abortion Would see this as the exception Just make sure u never let them C- section your heart Keep fighting back, cuz keeping Faith when life falls apart is nothing short of an art It can be beautiful but dark It can be abstract and expensive And remember stubborn and hard headed when positive is called relentless
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 11:06 PM UTC
relentless
It's not enough to complain It's not enough to feel shame It's not enough to give up after U fail. It's not enough to go blame The neighborhood u grew in Or the ppl u were around No excuse is enough to justify So u can just deny knowing how To succeed and exceed what u perceive in your dreams It's not enough to just proceed if u bleed for what u believe by all means It's not enough to try, give up and Cry while u surrender and accept this Cuz hardheaded and stubborn when positive, is called relentless So address this where your address is and if u find no way There's a huge world out there, so learn while u search and maybe one day Ill see u on the other side Where no one ******* or complains Where no one is slowed by Failure or fear cuz they're driven by pain Where u don't even need a brain Just passion and will Cause if your still ****** breathing Than be believing u have a chance still And I write this not only to **** The doubt that poisons ur mind But while stressin im confessin Ill admit this is to **** mine Cuz we all get weak at times Where we actually consider birthing a child of regret while bitter And becoming its full time babysitter Conceived with life thatll ***** you Without any protection And even those who oppose abortion Would see this as the exception Just make sure u never let them C- section your heart Keep fighting back, cuz keeping Faith when life falls apart is nothing short of an art It can be beautiful but dark It can be abstract and expensive And remember stubborn and hard headed when positive is called relentless
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You're just a **** and should be left alone Its what you want anyways, people dont like your tone Always on guard ready for a fight Even when theres no need, your always right You big ********* saying you wont answer stupid questions When the answers are obvious thatll teach them a lesson You have reasons you're so snappy It makes people cry, nobodys happy And when that happens you turn to stone Cant deal with emotions leave them alone Beacause people **** you off, or you're just a **** Its your fault relationships never worked You think you know whats best But people never listen so save your breath Push everyone away so they cant ask for **** Afterall you give what you get
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 4:35 AM UTC
You're just a ****
How I read your words and invision the taste of the lips that spoke them into a page scented with your essence. I travel on road and gravel, pavement im enslaved and it hurts, the distance is far like life under earth, reachin for light and air but cursed and trapped wanderin and wondering, pondering while sombering, alive yets death is the sight far from your touch, Whom I seek is the love not rushed but hushed soft like plush that write rights with a right that was never left hangin wen pledging their soul infront of christ, is that too much? Im crushed.. A kiss for an eternity thatll leave the waves crashin the rocks on the spot we saw the sun set, a memory distant like mines from you, i rot. Darken my thoughts seem but the intent to remain the same as the same I was wen we split, I am. but change came in the appearance, because im looking more for you than what I left behind. Because I want a piece of you for me, and not what used to be mine. You see im just here waiting the scene to take place, where the rain will tickle my face, trickle down in my past tears place and trace, only to see you look back once and tell me I wasnt your mistake, I made you better , something! Like sometimes It hard to leave when you still have alot to give , but time wasnt in the place to have those gifts be presented, Now the presence is a wishlist of things thatll never live up too. Like finding a love like you... By Emmanuel jv Hernandez
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 12:58 AM UTC
The Distant Thoughts Similar, but Saught
This is the moment ive been waiting for, This is why i moved out of the basement, walked right out the door. Stepped out side, got shaded Went back in and calculated I finally found the recipe, thatll make my enemies rest in peace, While i sip Mai Tai's on the beach, making money off these sheep Im out, peace ✌
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
Instict, I'm just following it
Look at me and tell me what you see No emotions and darkness you seek Barriers are build with mirror and shades But step closer and see this is all fake A shell of no effection No emotions All dark and silent Holding on to an ego A reputation Of manipulation Lost sensations You think im strong You think im cold hearted Dont care Shes too chill Well break that shell of ice And look beneath that frame of lies   Because behind all of that ash Is a baby girl that got stabbed in the back No she doesnt want to look back All of the past Made her what she is now And you think She is The strong ***** thatll deffend But no shes forced Shes hurt Shes lost So many battles that she stopped fighting She stopped caring But she cries And she hides Every ******* night Her insecure Her loved ones Her memories And what hurts her She cares she loves she dreams and shes pink but life and everyone has put her down So many times that she hides Behind a mask of lies To protect her fragile Yeah i mean after all of those times She fell But She stood With a crown And no sound Cause she tired And shes alone Maybe shes waiting For a prince or savious To look beneath her and see That behind this worrier Is a ************* queen
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Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 8:34 PM UTC
Look closer
Im out of love Im out of this fraud Im done Ive been hurt so many times I stopped this smile And everything is a lie Now To protect myself I set berrier with everyone else No more trust No more lust its just me I see no us It hurts but the pain Never goes So id rather hurt myself Thousand time more Than see me not strong In love or caring Sharing all of this has stopped No more stabbs No more dissapoints I know im down alone But ill break my heart rather my soul Cause my hearts not cold But i have a black soul Thatll cover my reputation infront of yall And show How strong Not a little girl anymore A disguise To survive Behind a lie So heres the deal that i ought ill leave my ego with you And my problems with me And everything will be Youll see The big picture of me And ill make sure To hide from you All the insecures And Whats down Inside It Wont come out Until someday Maybe We might find out.
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Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 9:13 PM UTC
(I think its a rap)
trapped in a box but i really dont mind glass bottle on the shelf thatll help the rewind back to when troubles were lined rehearsed before you got the ticket or fined you walk around with your head on your *** cuz you got spined i laugh with my head in the clouds that stop before nine its closed up shop too full for at the top god said i only take the cream of the crop and you can stand outside with those white cops yea that was a stab at white people i know what race i am but you dont know when the race began im just saying life aint fair yea got that straight hair mole on face temper too short for you to walk your *** to the water of grace its too hot out and i cant stand this other peoples can even find there manners to shut the **** up and get on with life no color will decide gods price not time or brother too good for that dice we will all learn that we are all just mice
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
that box
Tell them a story Use allegory Wrapped up in culture Tell them a story With a moral thatll  make them seek The truth for themselves Their truth Ain’t my truth My truth Ain’t your truth Your truth Ain’t their truth There’s only one universal truth But many ways to find it I haven’t found it yet No one  has But I do know this Whatever it is We may not wanna now For I’d we did Our world would singular And boring Life’s about chasing Not catching
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Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 11:03 AM UTC
Blanket of Essence
Send the call out, Let all our boys hear the noise. Theres gonna be a meet up, So put on your jackets and bring your lights, Were gonna run free through these streets. Send out the message, To all our girls, Theres gonna be a party, So put on your fine dresses and bring your things, Were gonna feel alive through these streets. We live in cities thatll never be named on the television, It’s a ruin of our family dreams.
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC
Send the call out
leave but dont go far for you have not the energy wonder by daylight retreat from dark for as much as you love it you dont know it truly admire the sky but dont look up too much youll get a crick in your neck thatll last all day go out but for gods sake dont leave the cage you worked so hard to build if you go too far youll lose your way back and have to rebuild it all sorry but i outgrew this cage a decade ago
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 12:39 AM UTC
leave
syrup whats your address. I found you yesterday. play by the sill, cut it up now. babe, hens in a row,   fish -bat carnival.  ''2 will do'' So I wrote a story about some guy bob and he didn't want a noose shelled out a 40$.  thatll **** you for an hour - I love it, love is like  a  dark glass zoo
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Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC
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