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Tears save lives


The rules I live by. As a man 1st I can’t show any emotions outside of anger and rage. I can speak here on a page just not in my life. Life wise there are no tears allowed in my … Continue reading

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2 tears


My hero is in the hospital Last week she lay on the couch not moving The week before she was running around. Today she stutters her words Last month she almost sang them Today I cried My hero is in … Continue reading

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Hyperbole


Slip back in time Drift with me Be 14 At Friendly’s. Eat dinner with mom An her new man Talking about your day at school About a word you’ve learned Hyperbole- to tell tall tales or exaggerate. Now call someone … Continue reading

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I’m flexible


See what you not goin do Is count my time. You’re not flexible Motherfucker you’re on my goddamn time. Thus is already a favor in shit weather Now it’s a compacted favor in shit weather With little compensation. Or was … Continue reading

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Careful


Be careful the company You keep The road to hell is to close To the path you straddle Too often you stumble Tumbling towards ruin Your character saves you Like the archangel But today May be the last time You … Continue reading

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the fall


how much betrayal can be withstood how do you take it in stride how do you say to me that we sold your future for our present. not only am I hurting, but the 30-45 people who depends on these … Continue reading

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How she loves


Don’t confuse that black eye For love That bloody lip Was not how she means to kiss you Those cracked ribs Don’t show how hard she hugs you They show how she loves you Beating you when she’s mad Each … Continue reading

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