poetry
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The thing of it is, he’s selling art now and his legacy is protected the thing of it is, he’s getting out of prison soon after using the media to con us into being on his side when he’s proven to be a menace to society the thing of it is, he’s in the highest…
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I start my morning with the daily news Sometimes it’s red Sometimes it’s black And sometimes it’s blue Maybe someday Somewhere, The Continental will give you your do at least I know the Central Park Angels don’t watch over you but the devils are looking for you
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I was thinking about Cassie again How when her trial happened, all they could focus on was the luxury of the life she was in and that she stayed no one considered the money and the fear it took to keep her there that a drugged-up man with guns and bodyguards and connections to find…
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And you’ve never read a line of my poetry or the books I’ve written you told me everything I liked was stupid and you didn’t get it But I’m supposed to be grateful and there’s a lot I am grateful for but mostly I’m simply angry I got fooled into thinking you were a good…
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Sometimes, I think I should try and publish my poetry But then I would have to have people talk about my poetry and be known for my poetry and the honest truth is, I am not brave enough to do that Or maybe I’ve let anxiety get the best of me? I don’t know I…
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I don’t think you know me at all I don’t think you’d like me if you did I’ve got too many dark thoughts inside my head I can’t tell you what I think of your Sunday school bullshit as you preach going to church and you burn books how soon do you think it will…
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Senate Congress as I like to call them merchants of death and I am never one to advocate for a dictator but I am never one to advocate for bombs dropping on children and we could so easily fix things but you’ve determined that if someone isn’t like you they deserve shame and suffering but…
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I keep on hoping I’ll wake up and this will have been a terrible nightmare I’ll be twenty-four in 2014 on the surgery bed they took me to fix the patch on the hole in my heart and I’ll still have a little bit of hope left just a spark and things will go the…
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Your desk is covered in the blood of innocents You think this will be a brief blip But the devil knows where you are and he’ll come eventually Wait and see
