Because

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ANYTHING BUT LESS

ANYTHING BUT LESS

I am above anything that are less than anything.
I am not willing to welcome forgiveness.
I...

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I don’t know what I’m doing...

“I can’t do this. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
Desperate. Screaming.
“We’ll figure it out....

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Mine always rhyme?

I cannot write a ditty
Without making it rhyme
I don’t know how its done
Mine matches...

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Solo pienso si regresaras

Solo pienso si regresaras

Eel paisaje all loo fortuno
Ess igual que si loo dudo
Hoy soy triste
Hoy sone bete y...

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On A Roll

On a roll

There are those that prefer happy poems
Many love the sad
I’d rather write...

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Really?

How difficult to be honest
to be honest with the most important
How scary and anxiety...

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How We Are Living

How We Are Living

We are divided,
By our own lives,
We survive on what's said,
On our own lies.

...

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COLOUR FULL OF

COLOUR FULL OF

Colour full of hope
Dream of a perfect world
Put the world on a tsukoyoumi
They'll...

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forever and a day

forever and a day

The darkness within, scratching beneath my skin.
Playing with my mind, in time the shadow gets hard...

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Just because" not here...

Just because" not here".

"Just Because"

because I hurry

trew fridays

and hurry

pass Sundays...

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Dinning and dying out

Dinning and dying out

Dinning and dying out

If ever shade will fade

The sound of quietee will aid

And in...

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Train wreck my day

Train wreck my day

Stepping in steps
on floors of logging
Beams of Ironic iron
Run these soul
of...

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GOD'S QUARTER

GOD'S QUARTER

Mind, holographic.
Synapses, psychopathic.
Measures are drastic but
are masterfully-...

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The stairs to our wedding

The stairs to our wedding


Kids we was"

Together were we.

Because of you

Alone was something

i...

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Asking for more than what i...

Asking for more than what i need is humanly

A Life of many tunes

all come with a soon.

Before or after a noon

Ill find myself...

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This Totally Tubular...

This Totally Tubular Thinker Touts Taylor Swift

(distilled from the playlist crucible quite some time ago,
but happened upon just today).

(...

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The pronoun game

The pronoun game

They told her everything she was,
was for the glory of men.
So every time she fell in love,...