Poem -
The hill
For me
I have
Pain
Memories
Taken
Time
Passed
Always
Thinking
About
Getting on top
Of the hill
Believing
The way
Down on
The other
Side
Would
Be easy
Going
I see the
Stop sign
up above
A thousand feet
Or so
until.
I get there
My lungs 🫁
🔥burn
My legs
Like a 🧽 sponge
But
I am almost
There
Take my hand
We will.push
Ourselves
Together
Until the
Very end
The anticipation
Of getting
There
Is the fuel
That keeps me
Going
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Comments
For the sake of this planet's entire English speaking population, please stop writing. Or at least stop publishing. You could do so many other things with your life, (well, maybe not, you seem pretty limited.) Why, why, why do you insist on being a shitty poet?
Jeremy Hennessey we all know this is you and just like a low life who steals Valor by claiming your a marine when you are not ( just a drunken loser), you decide to get back at me because I exposed you. Your a low life
no wonder the identity is hidden!
thank you for your
service Greg
and see that
JERK Jeremy
is back on
Let him post!
A polite request, odessaboris, If you do not like Greg's work then don't read it. Simples. Let's not have the pages of Cosmo turned over to a hate campaign. There is enough bitterness in the world without unnecessarily adding to it. Don't like what you read? Fine ...move on. Let's try and be nice... if you can't be nice then be quiet. I apologise if I offend, I dont mean to, I am just offering some friendly advice 🙂
In your mind, are you still crawling through the rice paddies with an M16 A2 in your hands? POGUE
Greg... I hope you don't let this idiot get to you. From their words it is quite clear this is a personal attack. Keep writing! I like what you have written here. Your style is unique x
Cherie
I am okay. This guy has some real issues. Mr. Vigilante who is a great protector of no one. I served my country both as a soldier and in law enforcement. I did something with my life. Jeremy lives in mommy's house. He drinks constantly. He makes up stories of how important he is and spends time looking up various subjects, so he can pretend that he is a great intellect. I tried to help the dude, but every time I did, he blamed his past ( which is really nothing, as he made this up too) for not moving forward. I really don't care what he says about me. It really does not matter. Jeremy you don't matter. Your irrelevant. Your no more important than the dirt that gets on my shoe, when I walk on soil.
It's me, by the way...Tina 😉 x
Sorry Tina love 💘you! 😆
🤣🤣 😘