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surpwise: its more poetry Category: Poems
Current mood:
headphones
im gonna stop being a weenie and just post the sh*t. n'joy or w/e
-- how could i blame the tick for wanting blood? in a way, i thought, she was like me we both wanted more; needed more we were starving and only cruelty could feed us
-- (^ that was edgy, heres Another)
i wasn't rebellious i wasn't difficult i wasn't a problem child
but that's all you saw because i wouldn't lay down and take what you called "parenting"
-- (that was Also edgy. this one's just gay)
i used to know a blue woman who made the ocean sway and brought the moon to shame
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huzzah. garbage. i dont rly write terribly long sh*t bc im tired. poetry is not rly my jam i just do it for fun/to get Feelins out. so thats the reason why it isnt like...fantastic or anything.
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