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So It’s Clear That I’m A Poetic HEAVY HITTER ... !!!
Because My Rhymes Hit HARDER Than HITLER ... !!!
................... See What I Mean ................. !!!
I Hit Ya Like Mike Did To Yup ... Mitch Green ... !!!
Ya Know I've Heard It Said By Older Heads...
COMPETITION Is Part of Human STRENGTH... !!!
spit nasty like sum gross shit you wouldn't wanna taste it
hand over ya mouth i know i kill
metopors awe the mind point still
extremely blatant
Words on a page like birds on a plane just a double standard no words can explain
I tried to figure out what the birds tried to say
Tweet, tweet, tweet, not a social media page
when i knock on it, my head sounds hollow.
it’s unsurprising.
nothing good has been made in there for days,
my brain might have shriveled up
in its static, echoey cavity.
It was like he was age ten again,
Tired from an outdoor adventure, having fallen asleep,
And, after a brief jostle in which Father
Picked him up to put to bed,
He was drowning
In warmth and happiness.
Under one nation
What is one nation
We fight a war for peace
Please
Its all an excuse
To hide from the truth
We are never satisfied
We live a life smothered in lies.
Living out of bags
Going from friends to friends
When Life gets this bad
When It ends, It ends
You put the buzzed to the side
Cause you know they've lost your mind
And the world says you lost
I want to make you moan Alyssa
But the Smile on your face keep my heart warm
I want to do the things Picasso was not doing
Spray and pray and everywhere you look is red ink
But somebody already leggo'd your eggo
if.
the two letters
stuck in the middle of
this crazy thing called
life.
the four letters
that can be amazing
or we can say if
only.
the one word
The things i go through cause me too, remeber why I, need to be sharper than knives. Brighter than crayola, addicting like Coke, Addicting like coke, A, Cold adolescent addressing, the things in my thoughts.
Where it Lies
And here in this poem is where it lies
With hope and longing torn apart
My pain and torture shown through my demise
Here amongst phonemes and graphemes I can hide the truth.
Words have the power to expose,
But they also hold the power to conceal.
Poetry lets me play outside the laws and boundaries of prose.
I can neglect the period
temptation, lust, decite...
tears, pain, defeat
my life had been filled with these deformities of life.
forgiveness, forgetting, reliving, believing.
happiness, wholesomeness, blessings, amazing.
