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Poetry High Poetry

You'll never understand me, no matter how hard you try.
You say i'm one way, but I'm another guy.
It's OK to be mixed in your directions, inflections, so long as you remain true to self as a Chameleon.
Shifting colors like I shift gears, just as I shift fears; conquer self.
Don't be afraid to be self, don't shelf your inner being.
Need for speed - Red Alert- Halo....above you; I'm just gaming.
Never taming the beast within me.
 
Ive broken many controllers
many laptops and many relationships
Thought I couldnt break myself
but when I stopped breaking things
it felt like I broke myself.
The thrill of the chase gets me high every time
Sadly its my way of being
What I need is a crazy ass bad bitch
Who hates me as much as she worships me
Self acceptance is like self harm
It makes me a passenger in my car
 
The Lion King has been awaken
Will i ever stop Been forsaken?
Hustlin everyday
Fucking people up, stealing my next shot all day
6 More hrs AND I'll be withdrawing again
Will i ever be happy again?
I dont want a fix, a fucking bandaid
I just want to hold hands with you forever again.
 
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I get it. You can get through it if you want. Could you get a job or something?

Im not even near the quitting point personally.
 
schizopath said:
I get it. You can get through it if you want. Could you get a job or something?

Im not even near the quitting point personally.
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Right Now with the corona shit, impossible. I'm receiving some money from the state soon in like 5 days man....hard not to relapse but fuck it. I'm determined to stsy clean.
 
My Jew friend says this is allowed.


So Jesus doesn't mind the Jews
He lets them have a fucking snooze
While it repeated in the news
"Preparing for a fight"

A silent rabbi quickly spews
A thousand coins which he must lose
Because he's on an ocean cruise
Oh |GGGG-God| what fucking well bad blues

The Summoner(*) can't find any clues
Except the Rabbi's Golden shoes
How much they were he did not muse
"Not suitable for re-use"

So..

Noses red as Jeweller's rouge!
For black itself it would confuse!
Apartheid now is really screwed!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
Thanks Jews


(*)Jesus
 
I'm the very model of a messed up individual
i'm paranoid; i spin right out and this is the residual
affect of years of drink and drugs abuse that's still continual
i know that i should stop it but i think that i'm invincible
 
High poetry
More like lottery
or mentally damaged pottery
My final trick called stopper-y
Never sure where to stand
Always the last to reach out a hand
Blame the jews is the name of my band
All over the place smooth like a sand
 
relex_author said:
My Jew friend says this is allowed.


So Jesus doesn't mind the Jews
He lets them have a fucking snooze
While it repeated in the news
"Preparing for a fight"

A silent rabbi quickly spews
A thousand coins which he must lose
Because he's on an ocean cruise
Oh |GGGG-God| what fucking well bad blues

The Summoner(*) can't find any clues
Except the Rabbi's Golden shoes
How much they were he did not muse
"Not suitable for re-use"

So..

Noses red as Jeweller's rouge!
For black itself it would confuse!
Apartheid now is really screwed!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
It's just the Fucking Jews!
Thanks Jews


(*)Jesus
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I like how you added a qualifier of a Jewish friend saying it was all good. I'm glad your friend has the moral authority to speak for the Jewish people /s Mega lolz
 
I can't sleep and I've been drinking too much,
Red eyes on orange horizons,
My mind is racing but I'm feeling slow,
I know the fog is from the desire to stow my race,
but I can't seem to capture the metronome's pace,
I'm off rhythm and I know it too,
The need for realignment's got me feeling blue...
Self-worth's low and I should be further along this race-track,
How I wish I could run the race back...
How I wish I could stop talking smack...
Within my own self-abusive cranium...
Geranium.

Flowers for Algernon.
 
Tax
Tax
Tax

Taxes are good!
Taxes are good!
Taxes are good!

Tax is ok
Tax is ok
Tax is good!
 
This is what it is
Do not drink piss
Do not hiss hiss

I want some cakes
Make no mistakes
Not broken plates

How much inside
I do not doubt
That spaceship which
Did not exist
 
Why Is this shit going on now
Are we all gonna die AND how?
The inexorable death Is coming for us
Fuck this shit I'm fixing myself up
Numb my emotions again till that day arrives
When Is that gonna happen?, The day She finally returns.
Right now The Tide Is high enough, Time to go sailing. i just said enough...
 
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Im a lover not a fighter
I aim too low got to aim higher
Domination of mind body and soul
Still Im a human I aint no ghoul
Mix heroin and hash and smoke it from my bowl
 
I may not be Neo but Im one with the flow
Be kind and swallow the cactus, ho
It must go on, the show
After my final trick I bow
 
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