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So profound in an existential minimalist kind of way!   hahaha! i like that!  speaking of "i like that!" where is snow? |
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So profound in an existential minimalist kind of way! hahaha! i like that! speaking of "i like that!" where is snow? |
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This one must have been for me.    mmmmm..maaaybeeee lol  Really  I want a sexy one. I'm a sucker for special requests! next poem is gonna be something 'sexy' lol |
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This one must have been for me. mmmmm..maaaybeeee lol |
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Sanctuary
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Smiling just isn't the same
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Nice write Sadie
i see you still got it. but i guess once you got it, you never really lose it.... lol |
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MY INVISIBLE POEM! hahaha! You all are too funny. I accidentally double posted my last poem. dammit, i was feeling inspired...ok i'l regroup 
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love - life - sin
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I'm happy when I'm - smyulin No sad face from a - violin I talk to those that - dial in Where I am - is where I've been The hero in your heroine The needle narrowed arrowed in The sparrow that floats bound to wind The sound that follows hallowed in Breaking glass or porcelain Scuffed n' cuffed and rough within This love of life This life of sin A life of love I love to win Even humbled when I'm struggle'in Rumble'in and grumble'in This pain I've made - I'm stomach'in No wonder I am wander'in Through thoughts I think I'm ponder'in Like pedals falling off a stem The light I see is growing dim When lowering my sober chin with a silly side smirked grin only God knows where - and who I am |
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not my type
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thanks bastet and taz
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MY INVISIBLE POEM! hahaha!
You all are too funny. I accidentally double posted my last poem. |
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not my type
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get up i say lets waste away the day put on a fake face to fit in this fake place pinned down right now as of how confined redesigned redefined outlined we trace the age of ignorancy clowing around where jesters sleep i creep i crawl too weak to fall too strong to gnaw tired of closing these supposively dead eyes that rise looking in the mirror i hear i am not my type a hypocrite to who i want to be i flee bugged unfree unfit i float i think i sink sunk in a boat goin around and around this god forbidden moat hating what i wrote loving what i write because after all i am not my type |
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have fun
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thank you all so much. this always felt like a home away from home.
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Bastet can do every fricken good here i Jason keep leaving more news only possibly qualifying rather simply told under various ways x-amining yesternights z's |
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three ways
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thank you all for the replies.
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three ways
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another addictive addiction
best believed be cause (i) cant control deez deadly demons envious enemies etched (in) fetched friendly frames gazing gingerly grotesque hate has helped invisible i inch jesters jump joyfully keen kids keep living longer lives more means more no not necessarily or only obvious people ponder patience questions questioning questions rarely reap revenue still shell shocked teetering tender tendencies under urban umbrellas virgins vixens vampires what where when X X X you ... you ... you ... zzz.................... |
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have fun
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no sarcasm sincerely have fun i know i am not what i want to be come YET i don't care about me i am done I BET one bullet one gun one reason from none a fingerless trigger because of my son |
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b lame
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frustrated. angered. resentfulness. i want to blame me for feeling Attracted to you. why do i harvest such one sided feelings? you try to kill me but i flip you off without you looking only to show you that you cannot kills us. you can kill you, but you will never kill me. i am already dead. i am a zombie during the day. a vampire at night. i moan over blood. you killed me, but im not dead. i am still here. ready to haunt you with love. i know it doesn't make sense but you cant hurt me. i will not allow you to break through my numbed exterior. you can say what you want to say but in my eyes you gave me something that i never had. something so special to me that i know no matter how psycho i go, i will be here to moan. i will drink your blood. as when i was your first. i will taunt you with love because i refuse to let go of what you gave me and how it all works i dont know yet but i know you cannot bring me back to life. you think you can take the best part of me and raise it on your own but don't be suprised if you wake up one day to find him gone. you did something my ex wife would never do to me no matter how much she despised me at our worst. you want to use me for a baby? my first born? the one who looks just like me? well, you don't know what you got yourself into. and the only way out... is to accept what i must do. you will not hurt me. you cannot give me life. only my son can resurrect me. only he can, bring me back to life. |
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midst
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:D
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great images!
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