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Don't Do It Bro, Don't Do it ... !!!
... " NOooooooo' " ... !!!!!!!!!
A Sentiment Sent Because I've Lost A Friend ...
In The WORST Kind of Way Leaving MANY Dismayed ... !!!!!
Dear You, I'm Sorry.
Based on A True Story.
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To my first love:
Just 'cause your dad went mad, and your gad made you shake...
Just because
God
was shoved
down
your throat,
like a foul tasting medicine...
A girl says “no” when she’s sober
And she “just needs to relax”
A girl says “no” when she’s sober
She’s a bitch, a tease with a stick up her ass
A girl says “no” when she’s drunk
'Calm down.''You're fine.''What's wrong?''Will you please talk?''I want to understand what your anxiety is about.''How's it feel?'
He lights a cigarette.
He lights it and inhales its toxin.
He looks at me with eyes that’s full of pain.
He inhales his way to death and tells me that I’m the one he would’ve died for.
There once was a group of friends,
The rules… yeah, they would bends;
Awkward and silly,
They’d laugh wily nilly,
But that is not where this poem ends…
The first is a girl named Hannah;
As i look across the room i see
A small cat looking back at me
A look so soft with shining eyes
Bright like the crisp morning sun-rise
A smile grows across my teeth
* Rriiiing * *Rriiiing*
I'm serious this time.
*Rriiiing* No False alarm. I'm really going to fucking - Answer Goddamit !
She sits staring into space,talking,and waiting
she wants to speak,but can't
it's in her head holding on to that one word
We wonder, we ponder how tragedy must feel
Is it like burning or a pure sensation
With every waking moment you feel broken and helpless
As you weep in sorrow you think of all the good times and laughter
Angels have dropped out of the sky
Leaving black plumes in their wake
The feathers from their wings
Have left tears on the faces of those who loved them
And lost them.
I lay upon a rubbery bed,
My mind fuzzy with lethargy,
And ponder what was in my head,
When I had decided not to sleep,
And that's when they dragged her in,
Before the fourth of July. I never knew pain so severe. Expecting a few firework shows with enjoyable sound. The bright vivid colors seem to amaze us all and make the little kids go wild. Instead i ended up with the opposite.
run little baby girl, let the wind and the sirens comfort you as you go, run as fast as you can, get as far away as you can
it's okay, it's not like the others will ever understand
Dark, unsure where I was going
scared from not knowing
which way up the stream of life I was rowing
constantly mowning from sickness, my mom is a witness
no money to buy food but plenty to get drunk with
Grandpa Woody,
Remember how we used to play together,
In the living room at your green house?
Someone else lives there now,
And we rarely ever go there.
I had a dream the night you died;
