"wea" poems - Hello Poetry

This is a poem for my little sister, Sunday Who carries emotional battle wounds From a mother who left her for heroine. Who hoards food because she's Afraid Bullied for being overweight Light hearted and Jolly Just to be judged by me Rejected By the time I understood I was Too late "You're really going to wea- let's go out!" You needed love But even I hadnt fully accepted you Your baby blue eyes pooling became MY Priority I can't fix your mom abandoning you Nor can I make up for the years you didn't know our father I'll never be able to take back the cruel things I said That weakened your knees and killed your temporary happiness I should've been a good role model But I hated that you became dad's little girl too I was selfish and blind Time is not reversible But each day forward is an opportunity to make your life happier I love you- Words you should hear everyday A twelve year old who never fails to inspire me My Sunshine

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Mar 26, 2014

Mar 26, 2014 at 6:39 PM UTC

GracePickard

Sunny

This is a poem for my little sister, Sunday Who carries emotional battle wounds From a mother who left her for heroine. Who hoards food because she's Afraid Bullied for being overweight Light hearted and Jolly Just to be judged by me Rejected By the time I understood I was Too late "You're really going to wea- let's go out!" You needed love But even I hadnt fully accepted you Your baby blue eyes pooling became MY Priority I can't fix your mom abandoning you Nor can I make up for the years you didn't know our father I'll never be able to take back the cruel things I said That weakened your knees and killed your temporary happiness I should've been a good role model But I hated that you became dad's little girl too I was selfish and blind Time is not reversible But each day forward is an opportunity to make your life happier I love you- Words you should hear everyday A twelve year old who never fails to inspire me My Sunshine

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Oct 28, 2014

Oct 28, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC

TheGoodPussy

The D

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There's no one who can hear me when I try to let it out A gloomy apparition has been dancing in my mouth These lips could not keep up with all the words I had to say So I began evading every chance I had to stay Consider me a coffin or a place akin to life We die together slowly as we lie to make it right The world's another circle 'round the rings we cannot draw And I will disappear inside the meaning of it all Address another person but remember who you are For if you weave a web you may create another scar The spiders in my head have told me everything they know But seven miles away there is another place to go

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Jun 12, 2016

Jun 12, 2016 at 12:14 AM UTC

olga-valerevna

Mile Seven

There's no one who can hear me when I try to let it out A gloomy apparition has been dancing in my mouth These lips could not keep up with all the words I had to say So I began evading every chance I had to stay Consider me a coffin or a place akin to life We die together slowly as we lie to make it right The world's another circle 'round the rings we cannot draw And I will disappear inside the meaning of it all Address another person but remember who you are For if you weave a web you may create another scar The spiders in my head have told me everything they know But seven miles away there is another place to go

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ya chao culiaa para la wea que no había naa dejate de ser la desesperaa que mimos mañas mañanas pasan, deja las vueltas las volaas las mentiras la wea que te da de atrapaa lo típico. asi que ahora borraa quiero estar drogaa abrasada ja en brazos brasas no te quiero naa pero igual me teni pegaa ya basta ah perra sumisa confundida no sé que decir más solo se que ya no da pa repetir la forma en la que va voy vengo y no me fuí mas encima de te crei tan gigante en tu entrega pero eri un orgasmo barato un mal rato un rico recuerdo de cabra chica la navida se acabaron las que no soy lo que vendí me gaste así de nuevo ni me corrí (en lugar, de, en) te creiste mas de lo que conocí no me wevi salte de ahí ya no estai invitado no me digai que me queri sabemos que es así pero en error me repetí te herí me pasé pero pendejo eri.

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Jan 23, 2019

Jan 23, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC

maybemarc

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ya chao culiaa para la wea que no había naa dejate de ser la desesperaa que mimos mañas mañanas pasan, deja las vueltas las volaas las mentiras la wea que te da de atrapaa lo típico. asi que ahora borraa quiero estar drogaa abrasada ja en brazos brasas no te quiero naa pero igual me teni pegaa ya basta ah perra sumisa confundida no sé que decir más solo se que ya no da pa repetir la forma en la que va voy vengo y no me fuí mas encima de te crei tan gigante en tu entrega pero eri un orgasmo barato un mal rato un rico recuerdo de cabra chica la navida se acabaron las que no soy lo que vendí me gaste así de nuevo ni me corrí (en lugar, de, en) te creiste mas de lo que conocí no me wevi salte de ahí ya no estai invitado no me digai que me queri sabemos que es así pero en error me repetí te herí me pasé pero pendejo eri.

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