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Day 1.2
You are reckless, play dumb, manipulate those around you, don't manage your finances, won't take things when they're supposed to be taken.
Amber CrockerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBlue Bird
As the big blue bird watches from its branches within the tree, the sunset denotes an ending of time. An ending of the sun shining,
Miss RiddlePublished 7 years ago in PoetsExecution
January first, 2010 Three pudgy-muscled guards walked down the black frozen hall of death row The prisoners all hissed coldly at them
Candice JohnsonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNo Inhibitions
Jobs, Obligations, Problems- Everything on the hanger left, And embark on the rhythm of music, All inhibitions forget.
Arzun NasufovaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsPsyched
It's late, it's dark, no stars I try so hard but i can't I stare so deep into my heart Am i cold, am i hot or lukewarm What is the purpose of life?
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNumb
How can this be? This psychotic thing that you did to me And how was I so blind to not see? Maybe I had faith in you Faith to believe that this was something you would never do
Alicia Del RePublished 7 years ago in PoetsBubble Tea and Truth
If I could sit down and have bubble tea with you, I would tell you the truth. You are in over your head, dealing with those who will never help themselves.
Amanda ZylstraPublished 7 years ago in PoetsIts Sharp Edges
No one should ever suffer from "Depression." Not a child. Not an adult. Not even me. You see I was born underneath the word "Depression."
Daynia AnthonyPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMuscle Memory
Supremacists, nationalists, history advocates— they march because they say they will not let their place in history be forgotten.
Jose JuarezPublished 7 years ago in PoetsPrisioner of Your Own Pity
When you’re thinking negative… When it’s a struggle just to live. When life don’t make no kind of sense…You’ve had enough of the pretense.
Steven BaldryPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDay One
I only come here to take a stand against the shit that you do. I will not put up with all the lies and all the bad things
Amber CrockerPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Music in My Soul
As I sit here listening to these sick beats, these soothing lullabies, and these passionate screams, As I feel the rhythm in my bones,
Ilana WeissPublished 7 years ago in Poets