Category: Poetry
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i wish i knew my brother beyond all that bullsh*t i would have been his keeper defended him in the worst of times and celebrated him in his best because that’s what real ones do but i don’t know him, so i see the flaws the cracks in his smile where the venom seeps i…
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sit with it get with it before you get lost don’t let them emotions surpass your subconscious and leave you behind in the race because before you know it, they’ll be plain as day playing all up in your face while you panic so sit with it to begin with really process all that…
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I got family that watched me fall while friends picked up those pieces Water won’t slip through my fingers anymore I’ll let the blood trail down that family tree in its pride, instead And let someone else stroke through the thick body it creates It won’t drown me anymore But I’ll always remember the guards…
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Nothing is possibly more profound and of greater volume within silence than a thought Especially after a rather deafening day That seems to be all the days these days & every night’s decompression session ends in a rush of depression I’m so afraid it’ll send my mind into a spiral of regression I’d like to…
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My mind is an endless abyss of empty right now All quiet and sleuth-ish and shit I’ve checked out of hotel madness and embraced the quiet night Sleeping in the wild for the first time, directly under the stars This lack of conscience, it’s everything I’ve dreamed of Now, my intention isn’t to hurt anyone…
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I hate being the end of your day, every single day I want to be your beginning for once I should disappear into the black and let the moon light your way instead So you’ll understand just how lost you really are, when the stars of my eyes aren’t there to help you drift off…
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I don’t need to be heard So when I speak, you have to want to listen I’m now indifferent to voices layering over mine I understand that what I utter is strictly divine So I won’t waste my time raising my voice Or twinging my tone to make myself more interesting to you When my…
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How you make me feel doesn’t really matter It’s how I make myself feel that counts You can’t knock me off balance if we’re not out on the same limb I’m in my own lane So if you treat me right, that’s just a plus I’m steady over here, so you won’t shake my tree …
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They all want to touch me But I want you to touch me Do you understand? Dig deep and embrace the deepest most secret sides of me and caress the scars that have formed there Love on me With lips that aim to please within the crevices of every sorrow I have ever cornered; That…
