Ambassador Topic -

Misery

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Dont take the P out of the...

Dont take the P out of the T boy

one wonders at
the biological need
for foreskin..
Maybe its natures little
...

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Silence

Shush

You silenced me, You silenced me, You silenced me You silenced me.
You took me away from school and...

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THE UNIQUE MAN

Must write this down before I forget
Don't forget my brolly the weather is wet
Where is the...

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How does one

How does one

How does one put a smile on their face
Then go throughout the day and act like...

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Hell

Hell

If hell is to be damned
to repeat the same old bullshit,
Again and again;
No matter...

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“I’m scared.” She said.

“Of what?” The wind whispers back.

“I’m scared.” She said.

I’m scared to be alone.
I’m scared I’ll be alone forever.

Loneliness, and hollowness, are...

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Invisible

Invisible

Am I being neglected because of envy?
Am I being ignored because the truth hurts?

Must I...

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“oh, I’m sorry. I believe I...

Well I’m sorry father, if you have the righteous impression of me that I’m only coming to you when I’m in...

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inclusion

inclusion

We are all full of shit,
All of us,
You hide behind the facade,
of inclusion,...

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If I could go back in time.

Poem contest:

If I could go back in time.

“If I could go back in time, I’d hug myself while I cried.”
-AuthorAAJ

Readers! I challenge...

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Invisibility

You say you see me...
but do you really?
you see my smile, not my tears
all these...

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Logger heads

Logger heads

it's easy for me,
to sit in my easy chair,
and easily make judgements,
on information...

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Room of chaos.

Prison of pain.

Room of chaos.

“A bed of tasks, a pillow of fears, and a weighted blanket of sorrow. Surrounded by walls of panic, and...

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As hallow, and empty.

From the outside looking in.

As hallow, and empty.

-I was as hallow and empty as the spaces between the stars.
-Raymond Chandler

I read books...

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While in deep sleep...

While in deep sleep revelation of Matthew Scott woke

I surmise yours truly i.e. me
a slacker boomer - ye,
whereby repose finds me
face...