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"witout" poems
i smoke the ****** people take a wiff i cant tie ma shoes but i can *** yo ***** i walk that streets wit my boombastic reggae styl we go to ma doops bungaloo and he says *** and stay a while we find some bittys wit a fat *** and tell them theat they fine they say we're creeps witout jobs we say they need some wine turns out they werent down to *** like an assembly line tired i go home down tha empty reggae street i light tha **** i light tha spliff till i cannot feel my feet a car puls up i drop my cup they say to get in the backseat im ****** about the cup it had my last brew and i want to drop a ** i owe them money i have none they brake ma kneecaps what fun they throw me out the car, away i scurry she got a big ***** so i call her big *****
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
Gansta *****
LIVING IN THIS LIFE WITH NO PAIN LIVING IN THIS LIFE WITH NOTHING TO GAIN LIVING IN THIS LIFE NOT HAVING A CARE OF THE WORLD LIVING IN THE LIFE OF NO SORROWS LIVING IN THE LIFE OF NOTHING TO LOSE LIVING IN THE LIFE OF I DON'T CARE LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT DISSAPOINTMENT LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT THE WORDS I'M SORRY LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT TEARS LIVING IN THE LIFE WITOUT FEAR LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT **** LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT ****** LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT COMPETION LIVING IN THE LIFE WITH NO AIDS LIVING IN THE WITHOUT DEATH LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT WORRY LIVING IN THE LIFE WITHOUT ANY DOUBT IN YOUR MINE LIVING IN THE WORLD WITHOUT DRUG ADDICTS LIVING IN THIS WORLD SAYING I'M FINE WE CAN ONLY WISH WE LIVED IN A PERFECT WORLD BUT IN ALL REALITY YOU HAVE TO KNOW GOD DIDN'T PUT US IN THE WORLD TO BE PERFECT KNOW THAT YOUR GOING TO GO THROUGH SOME HARD TIMES IN LIFE THATS WHAT LIFE IS REALLY ABOUT KNOW THAT ITS NOT AS BAD AS IT SEEMS BUT YOU CAN'T KEEP GOING ON WITH WHY AND WHY NOTS JUST DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO TO GET WHERE YOU NEED TO BE AND YOULL BE FINE TRUST ME YOUR TIME WILL COME GOD HAS A PLAN FOR YOU UNTIL NEXT TIME LOVE JANNELL
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May 12, 2010
May 12, 2010 at 9:22 AM UTC
HEARTFELT THOUGHT AND POEM
You were racing through the mind Now you say you haven't got the time I couldn't let you leave But you reduced me to my knees I really can't let you go But baby, let me know I can't be anybody without you I can't live for long without you I can't breathe without you Baby I don't exist without you Cos I can't breathe witout you You were the sun to my rain You and me, forever and a day You didn't have to up and wake me You could of let me be I should of used my heart and my head I should of listened to what they said I can't be anybody without you I can't live for long without you I can't breathe without you Baby I don't exist without you Cos I can't breathe witout you I never wanted to let you down But you just messed me around We set sail into lover's sea Why didn't you just leave me be? It's true, i wasn;t so happy before But you've bought me to the shadow's door I can't be anybody without you I can't live for long without you I can't breathe without you Baby I don't exist without you Cos I can't breathe witout you I can't be anybody without you I can't live for long without you I can't breathe without you Baby I don't exist without you Cos I can't breathe witout you
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Mar 19, 2010
Mar 19, 2010 at 9:01 AM UTC
Without You
Dear Miss Harris. this letter is to inform you that your position in the constaltions Is fixed and never to fade. My dearest Eleanor. It would be misleading if I told you that for me, it was love                                          at first sight but you have grown on me with                                              The passage of time. Over the years I have come to understand what the fuss was alll about. As me myself and I sat alone in my solitude. I have grown to love what a little moonlight can do as I cried for you.                                          Don't explain. Now I know that you've changed                                          Like autumn in new york and yesterdays witout your love have made me miss you even more now as I cover the waterfront in search of my love. You my love are. travelin light crowned with a white carnation forever strolling through my memories.                                           Maybe we will meet again on some other                                           Spring.some fine and mellow sunlit morning.                                           Till then dear,good morning heartache is the                                           Song that I sing as I sit in my solitude. Hush now my heart. Don't explian. What is there to gain. All my thoughts are of you for I am completly yours. You are my joy and pain so don't explain. Right or wrong don't matter,when you are with me sweet. The pointed pain Sad refrain. Good morning heartache. Stop haunting me love.can't. Shake you no how The welcome sting that your love will bring Your arm so bruised and stained. Repulsed me at first. The wounded bird Does sing a lovely song. It took me so long to Feel your pain lady. But you are now and ......... forever in my vein And will remain.
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
A letter to the Lady In Satin
Dear Miss Harris. this letter is to inform you that your position in the constaltions Is fixed and never to fade. My dearest Eleanor. It would be misleading if I told you that for me, it was love                                          at first sight but you have grown on me with                                              The passage of time. Over the years I have come to understand what the fuss was alll about. As me myself and I sat alone in my solitude. I have grown to love what a little moonlight can do as I cried for you.                                          Don't explain. Now I know that you've changed                                          Like autumn in new york and yesterdays witout your love have made me miss you even more now as I cover the waterfront in search of my love. You my love are. travelin light crowned with a white carnation forever strolling through my memories.                                           Maybe we will meet again on some other                                           Spring.some fine and mellow sunlit morning.                                           Till then dear,good morning heartache is the                                           Song that I sing as I sit in my solitude. Hush now my heart. Don't explian. What is there to gain. All my thoughts are of you for I am completly yours. You are my joy and pain so don't explain. Right or wrong don't matter,when you are with me sweet. The pointed pain Sad refrain. Good morning heartache. Stop haunting me love.can't. Shake you no how The welcome sting that your love will bring Your arm so bruised and stained. Repulsed me at first. The wounded bird Does sing a lovely song. It took me so long to Feel your pain lady. But you are now and ......... forever in my vein And will remain.
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She falls asleep in the driver's seat of her car as the light post falls across the windshield making my shadow fall on to her face (is that my nose; are these my hands?) I write these lines on some phone that isn't worth the plan it requires. We have so many ways to talk, but communication only seems to run like a kitten. The 21st century, we made it, but i have no ******* clue what we made. I only know that i can't be in this passenger seat as she sleeps, but we can't stop ******* so here we are. Wanna watch us go? No Wordsworth or Keats or Brownings tonight, but Eminem makes me shed a few as his rage is piped through the blown out speakers. I'm not supposed to let the battery die, but i'm also not supposed to let myself die, so neither of these obligations make sense. I've already given the world up, bur for some reason it holds me closer than she does when she's wearing my sweater, smoking my cigarettes. So tonight i can't sleep, but i know i don't want to wake anymore; rising from a pillow only gives rise to a fall within me that's deeper than the breaths she takes when i'm inside her. There's a hidden history of suicides; i hear that thirty some-odd Koreans just joined the club tonight, but someone seems to have misplaced my membership card. Still, i know where a few homeless men sleep and i'm willing to be that if i gave them the thousand dollars left from my college loans they'll show me the initiation rites. Would she understand if i went from being inside her to being outside the universe in the same night? Do i care? She's just another American Redhead who wants something i can never give, (unceasing pleasure and adventure) so i guess the only reason i'm here is that i can't promise she'll be happy witout me (is that really my breath on the window?) Somehow i want to believe that this means more than the apple tree we're parked under; more than the trailer she sleeps next to; more than the street light illuminating her face as gently sleeps in the driver's seat, and i stay awake and write from the passenger side.
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 7:56 PM UTC
Asleep at the Wheel
She falls asleep in the driver's seat of her car as the light post falls across the windshield making my shadow fall on to her face (is that my nose; are these my hands?) I write these lines on some phone that isn't worth the plan it requires. We have so many ways to talk, but communication only seems to run like a kitten. The 21st century, we made it, but i have no ******* clue what we made. I only know that i can't be in this passenger seat as she sleeps, but we can't stop ******* so here we are. Wanna watch us go? No Wordsworth or Keats or Brownings tonight, but Eminem makes me shed a few as his rage is piped through the blown out speakers. I'm not supposed to let the battery die, but i'm also not supposed to let myself die, so neither of these obligations make sense. I've already given the world up, bur for some reason it holds me closer than she does when she's wearing my sweater, smoking my cigarettes. So tonight i can't sleep, but i know i don't want to wake anymore; rising from a pillow only gives rise to a fall within me that's deeper than the breaths she takes when i'm inside her. There's a hidden history of suicides; i hear that thirty some-odd Koreans just joined the club tonight, but someone seems to have misplaced my membership card. Still, i know where a few homeless men sleep and i'm willing to be that if i gave them the thousand dollars left from my college loans they'll show me the initiation rites. Would she understand if i went from being inside her to being outside the universe in the same night? Do i care? She's just another American Redhead who wants something i can never give, (unceasing pleasure and adventure) so i guess the only reason i'm here is that i can't promise she'll be happy witout me (is that really my breath on the window?) Somehow i want to believe that this means more than the apple tree we're parked under; more than the trailer she sleeps next to; more than the street light illuminating her face as gently sleeps in the driver's seat, and i stay awake and write from the passenger side.
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I have a plethora of empty et ceteras ahead of ya for getting you a head of yeahs. With this thick pen i spaz, repeat my jazz, ****** foobaz. Move through new class. U2 sweet lass or move it last. like molasses through the past without esses. Witout ss? Ooh, too fast? So we give r for morales, too, dad. You don't get it? Oh, too bad.
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Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 8:42 PM UTC
alphabet
Do you really love me she asked. I drew a slow breath and let this one out." You know I do " " But you never say it" she said. Opps I. Hid it again. Can we just talk about things that matter to you ? We will do it when I have time. Opps I hid it again. Honey what do you love about me ? Girl, you know all that already. Oops I hid it again. Too much stress. Not enough time Can't make reason out of our rhyme. Unspoken feelings. A penny for your thinking. Little white lies witout even blinking. Is the glass half empty or is it half full. Too many options and levers to pull. Fading feelings. Ooops we did it again.
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Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 12:22 PM UTC
Oops I hid it again
I loose you I loose everything I just do no want to live anymore But I am too scared to **** myself Do you see how weak I am without you? I loose you I loose me I am lost My mind does no work well I destroy with my own hands Everything beautiful Why did I have to wish.// That you fight with her Why am I so desperate? I loose you I die I cannot live witout you. Family Friends They are nothing for me I loose you I die.
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 6:20 AM UTC
Lost
down by the brum dimwiddy where we got all giddy sat the massive planq with god awful stank her shimmy playzit soloose situation diffuse we beg fumdilly witout seeming chilly she unfastened minert couldi squirt undoubted nixnot from within it shot hrmfff okydoke andwe smoke
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
NixNot
Story for the gods Mandi the queen In silk sack Can you hum a song Witout knowing the song Yes off course Why of course Bring it on the podium Rings the othodox bell Time to go Mandi in shining attire weighing options Shining silk sack shining Rythm fails. . .
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
MaNdI
They say the heart doesn't lie but you've lied to your own heart, As you put me aside leaving off our friendship, trust and love we once had, I lost a lot but gained much more, without you it's hard to be me anymore. My best friend couldn't do what your doing to me now, so enemies we must be. Guess I'm getting what I deserved. I wish things could began to change between us, maybe someday but right now I feel a hole so wide in my chest . I feel empty witout you and my worlds crashing smashing down around me, the walls I built up You knocked down and my defenses are left bare in wake of this WAR you brought about betwen us. I'm miles away yet you remain in my thoughts and in my heart. I'm sorry wont help and now your not even listening to my pleas of forgiveness so with a bent head and sad heart I say good bye dear friend of mines. (time an' To Christopher Cartwright I'll always be here even if we never speak again I am your far away friend and wish we'd of worked out the BS that caused our friend to end! thanks for everything & your welcome too for everything! "time can't heal these infected wounds until our friendship is anew again which wont happen without forgiveness"
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Sep 23, 2010
Sep 23, 2010 at 11:07 PM UTC
Forgiveness...(to Chris N.L. Cartwright)
My life is broken I lost all hope I miss you deeply I sit in my room and mope My dad took you away He told lies He said we cant be frends He made me cry But there was you Just like always, holding me tight You told you wont leave me Cause it wouldnt feel right You have been the greatest thing Ive ever known to love You are my angel Sent from above You hold my heart close to yours You tell me never cry I always think how did i get you A guy so sweet, i always ask why Im greatful i have you I really am, you changed my life You showed me true love I want to be your wife I want to get married And hold on to you every night I wont give up on this love At leats not witout a fight
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
My dad took u away
There was something about you Like a house with an open door A window with a vision A room with a burning fire Therefore my desire Can a man like me enter? Cold from winter's chill No offering of rent Just my weary worn out Labour I'll give witout doubt You took me in Gave me a meal And showed me the value Of eating with knife and fork It's a pity I'm not a dork I'm incapable really I eat with my hands And wipe my hands On my sweater You deserve better So I left
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 11:51 AM UTC
the inkeeper
What's it like, being happy witout a care? . A puppy in the sun
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Apr 15, 2022
Apr 15, 2022 at 9:11 AM UTC
Don't wanna know
How can I turn it all off, Witout giving up?
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Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 3:40 AM UTC
Without Giving Up
To My Lover, I do not need you to live As you do not need me You are my friend Someone that I can lean But know that I will not give up on who I am Please stay true to who you are There is only one of you I am the moon to your Earth's closet star We push eachother to be great But not to lose who we are We never put each other down We keep each other up to par In this crazy game that we call love You did just fine without me And I was okay before you But there is something about you that I seen As you saw inside me You are my friend My lover And in the end I know I will that I will be okay witout you But I grateful that I do have you here with me To teach me this lesson Setting my mind free Because you did this for me You did more than anyone that could do For me This is why I love you
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
To My Lover