Ambassador Topic -

Misery

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Why didn’t you take the shot?

Why didn’t you take the shot?

All the stalks around me
are beheaded
The glass displays empty
unattended
Blood...

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The emotional, mental and...

The emotional, mental and spiritual fallout courtesy Colt Gray

Apalachee High School,
located in Winder, Georgia
witnessed an active shooter,
whereby...

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AWKWARD ENDORSEMENT

I hoped she wouldn't have seen this yet...

I hoped she was just much too busy getting drunk and...

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BUSTED

BUSTED
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untitled (9-3-24)

i messed up
user to the used abused confused
diluted in delusions of what to do
a pain...

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empty chair,s

hand to mouth at the kitchen table
empty chair,s for company
not a sole to share a word...

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I TAUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS

I TAUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS


Unable to sleep as the morning comes
those cruel words spoken beat like a drum
it...

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YOUR CROWD

Breakfast wasn't bad enough?

You had to add a twist?

Before you did that...

Are you...

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Zakaj on ( why him )

Is about a boy , and first love , is about someone and...

Zakaj on ( why him )

ZAKAJ SEM TU ÄŚE SEM SAMA ,
ZAKAJ SVA SKUPAJ ÄŚE SVA MALADA ,
POGREĹ AM TVOJ OBJEM OD ODZADAJ IN...

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About to Be Forgot

I swear that last night
by candlelight
I assume the same one
that you claim
to...

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World of lonesome

World of lonesome

Those who seen darkness and pain
Shall never be the same

The ones who see...

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The Clouds Cry With Me

The Clouds Cry With Me

I stare out from the window pane,
From the pain that is my own.
A single tear falls from my...

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It started at 15

Cancers beginnings

When I was just fifteen,
Life slipped through my fingers,
Unbeknownst to me.
Two years...

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Beyond the mourning of...

Beyond the mourning of bereavement no stilled tears

Today marks fifth anniversary of tragic deaths
an aching breaking heart – mine
remembers four...

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The Hatred of a Sheep

The Hatred of a Sheep

Should I hate my lack of horns
The lack of murder in these trembling legs
Should I hate the...

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After All...

After All...

Never been good
Never been enough

A son to my father

A boy to my mother...