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brokest poets
You think your broke I’m the brokest You think you’re low? I’m the lowest Think you’re alone I’m the most alonest You think you’re poor? They call me poet
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fredo
I you the mango at least you can say thank you I brought you the avocado I called you mi Hermano Tu es tam desgraxiodo Forget who’s blessed by the jackfruit and the aloe You that shit is hard to swallow Like my brother when he’s on you I briughtvyoubthevpineapple So show a man some…
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Ben play djembe
Ben play your djembe Hard every day And wait till it all goes away Everybody hates my guts Every day They debate the ways I suck They all say I should go Fuck myself and then drop dead So I just played my drum till my fingers bled I don’t hear a word they sqwack…
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doomed to swoon
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bada bing bang boom
when i bada bing thats when you bada bang cuz we bada boom
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“calm with the psalms in my palm”
they may come to beat and burn youtreat you bad and try to hurt youand so be doomed to the infernaldont they know their soul’s eternal? they make come to do you harmsteal your peace and cause alarmgreet them all with open armslet them dance to wear its warm their cold hearts go to where…
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immortal portal
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SORRY ALL I DID WAS SURVIVE
its amazing to me how family sees mental illness As cause to blame and shame with anger and hate pure disdain and proclaim it to be anything and everything but pain
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witness this idiot write limitless stupid shit
today i workon timeless art a great cathedral, a temple, a sacred monument of poetrytoday i workon what may be final tribute to human expression today i collect decades of emotionsculpted into pleasure and pain mixing truth and liesclarity and delusionreality and fantasy today i createin the image of the god who created mefeeling like…
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calm with the psalms in my palm
they may come to beat and burn youtreat you bad and try to hurt youand so be doomed to the infernaldont they know their soul’s eternal? they make come to do you harmsteal your peace and cause alarmgreet them all with open armslet them dance to wear its warm their cold hearts go to where…