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WARNING! Some poems contain explicit language.
WARNING! Some poems contain explicit language.
History repeats itself like a broken a record.
200,000 years living together as a race,
6 years 11 months ago
Lover, lover, the broken window panesdo not signify a means to an end.These tongues of flame, they do not craft the path ahead of you.And
6 years 11 months ago
People are screaming.There are gunshots.What is the meaning? How many are lost? My heart is pounding And I'm in a warm home Sitting comfo
7 years 5 days ago
People are screaming.There are gunshots.What is the meaning? How many are lost? My heart is pounding And I'm in a warm home Sitting comfo
7 years 5 days ago
They say we have the right to marry
So we should be happy,
They ignorantly ask
Isn’t that enough?
7 years 6 days ago
Death is my only friend
Silence is a means to an end
Down the river we flow
Target tattooed on my back
7 years 1 week ago
What a shame, We walk through this world with so much hate. So much antipathy in our hearts. Why would you want to walk around, And put
7 years 1 week ago
Waking up in the morning has never been so hardI look at death in the mirror, but he’s covered with scarsI sit down to pee, wishing I cou
7 years 2 weeks ago