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Forgive Me of My Trespasses

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I don't belong to you or this place I love you more that I can ever say, But I don't belong Never have. So when I ask you, to understand, to let go, I am asking you for your love, your forgiveness Because I must trespass against you in order to become what you see. … Continue reading Forgive Me of My Trespasses

Sticks and Stones Were the Games We Played

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.....When I was younger I was picked on relentlessly. I was so pathetic, that even a foster kid, who was probably experiencing the shit-hole we sometimes call a foster-care system, would degrade me, and this was what, head-start, kindergarten? Fat Lazy Loser Poor Pathetic Dirty Stupid.... My friends were the kids on the edges of … Continue reading Sticks and Stones Were the Games We Played

Beautiful

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“Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough”- Jean-Paul Sartre   -Beautiful- Perfectly broken. Beautifully flawed. Fucking hate me hate the cracks where solid is supposed to be. I can't go back, I can't go back I can't go I … Continue reading Beautiful

Beatings of the Def Poet Who Forgot the Beat

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I get so caught up in the def poet beat that I become deaf to what my words are supposed to mean. I ask you to listen to these rhymes in hope of times that they are worth something, anything, worth more than the penny it cost to print them, more than the soul it … Continue reading Beatings of the Def Poet Who Forgot the Beat