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M Feb 2021
A sloppy copy is a waste of a paste.
Unpolished Ink Dec 2020
My poems may not be all that good
not near as much polish as they should
some of them wither on the vine
but *******
at least they are mine!
Plagiarists get your own toys
Taylor Apr 2020
i lost 5 pounds,  am i skinny enough yet?
i used that lipstick you told me to use, does it look good?

i bought those new clothes everyone wears,  do i look cool enough?
i join the cheer team to fit in more, do they like me yet?

i had *** with that popular guy, am i breaching my adolescence
i started smoking ***, am i a cool enough stoner yet?

i started wear a full-face of makeup, am i attractive enough yet?
i shrunk my waist 5 inches, am i more desired now?

i started skipping school, am i fitting in with the status quo?
i started sneaking out, am i risky enough?

i got my nose pierced , is it edgy enough?
i dyed my hair to the blonde white you have it. so we can match?

i keyed that girls car who's such a freak, is that more acceptable
i bullied that girl and she killed herself, wasn't she such a freak?
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im in the hospital now i lost too much weight
i ended up failing school for so much
im in debt for all the clothes i bought

the popular guy ended up getting me pregnant
i got arrested for keying her car and threatening her
my hair ended up falling out from all the bleach

my organs are shutting down from all the weight loss
i ended up addicted to drugs
my face now breakouts from all the products i used

i ruined my parents marriage by sneaking out and lying
i joined the cheer team and ended up trying to fit in
im currently dying ,  do i fit in enough yet?
this is about what we struggle with in our teens years
Keith Strand Feb 2020
Who am I
But a piece of you?

In fields of rye
Lies become true.

A skinwalker
I stalk the night

I silently saunter
Between wrong and right

Your face is mine
For I miss my own

Straight down the line
Pain is sown
Skinwalkers are Native American folklore, they steal the skin of animals (including humans) and lure other creatures in so they may **** and steal more skins.

KK

X
someone out in cyber-land
might just be
copying a poem which they'll
attribute to their own tee

unscrupulous replicators
have no qualms
on flagrantly stealing the lines
from genuine arms

when they take a fancy
to your brilliance of verse
they'll naff off with all or part of it
and stow it within their purse

piracy is rife around
online writing dales and dells
it's the pilfering of an authentic
author's heart and soul bells

they say that imitation
is the sincerest form of flattery
but an alternate opinion
would say plagiarists are bereft
of an original wordage battery
Amber Crystal Jun 2018
Why are you copying me?
Doing everything I do.
I've seen the way you act,
And this will be nothing new.

Why are you copying me?
Doing everything I do.
What about my opinions and thoughts
Are you after those too?

Why are you copying me?
Doing everything I do.
I don't think you realize,
The hell I've gone through?

Why are you copying me?
Doing everything I do.
Even if you try as hard as you may,
What you portray will not be true.

Why are you copying me?
Doing everything I do.
I'm hurting and broken inside,
but I cannot pass that on to you.
I wrote this many years ago while at school. Someone was ruining everything by pretending to be me. Instead of intervening, I did this to get out the feeling of frustration. All is okay now and I couldn't be happier.
hazem al jaber Oct 2016
copying you...

Oh  babe...
i adore my bed so much ..
but i love you more...
feel you so close...
thinking so deep about you ...
so ,..
i creating you now into mind..
need to copy you now..
to paste you with me ..
into my bed sweetheart..
would you love to be ..
now with me ..
to share the love ...
the love which you dream about ...
about with me...
here i am waiting you sweetheart..
into my bed...
and really so ready for you...

sweetheart..
already i copied you..
and now i'm pasting you ...
into my bed...
enjoy me sweetheart..
through your imaginations..
as i'm enjoying you through my bed..
sweet hot love..
sending you right now..
enjoy it..
enjoy me ...
here i'm waiting you ...
to copy me ...
as i did ..
and to paste me ...
there , where you are..
into your bed....

good morning sweet lady mine...

hazem al..
Brent Kincaid Feb 2016
An otherwise normal day.
Sitting on the bus, in the back,
People watching as usual.
Coffee drunk, a day to attack.
I wanted to see what happened
So, I worked up a huge yawn.
The yawn went around the bus.
Once all did it, the yawn was gone.
I did it often, totally on purpose.
Just a thing I do to amuse us.

I saw in a movie a man stopped
Carefully looked up into the sky
It stopped the foot traffic that day
They looked up too, I had to try.
I stood on the corner the next day
Down on Twelfth and Main Street.
Firmly I stood in the madding crowd.
I looked up, and they did as well,
And things quickly got quite loud.
It was amazing how quickly it swelled.

The yawn thing works on the job
If you want to give it your own try.
It works on desk mates, bosses
And even on people passing by.
The looking up thing also works
But bosses come and get strong
And stop your foolish game by
Saying that you should move along.
They don’t know what you’re doing.
They just know it has to be wrong.
Mohammad Skati Feb 2015
If imitation means                                                                                                    To do the same ,then                                                                                                This is something not well                                                                                        Simply because it should be                                                                                    In another and better way ...                                                                                 We can imitate ,but                                                                                                With our original way ...                                                                                         We don't imitate by copying things                                                                        As they are,but                                                                                                         We do our best to have better things ...

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