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People see me walking,
and they know I'm different.
They have special names for me!
Juggaho, Anime freak, Gay,
the list goes on!
I deal with it every day!
some of it hurts,
but most just slides off.
Because i know,
no matter what they say
I'm a great guy!
I'm not gay!
I'm bisexual!
Yeah I'm an anime freak!
And I am a Juggalo!
I am who I am!
That's all they need to know!
That's why
no matter what they say,
I'll smile back,
And continue on my way!
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memories flood my mind!
dont know what i might find.
wish i knew,
why time flew,
when i had fun!
i dont remember,
everything ive done.
like the time i yelled "TIMBER!"
i dont know why,
bu ti thought i could fly,
even in december!
this poem makes no sense!
just like our back yard fence!
so now ill say,
good hey!
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He's half and half!
almost ten pounds!
He is the most,
annoying little freak!
He poops in the house!
and he wants to date our cat!
i hate him so much!
he annoys me greatly!
that little chiweaner dog!
half weaner dog!
half chiwawa!
he is the embodiment
of the word annoying!
5 Minute Challenge 5/11/2013
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The Dark Horse rises
in the dead of night
to reap his gruesome prizes,
and deliver a terrible fright.
cloaked in the darkest black,
and the bloodiest red.
with his body of bone he's already dead,
and with his scythe he'll hack!
He comes for you
in the black of night,
and what a gruesome sight.
You'll feel fear anew!
He hacks your souls
with his scythe so sharp,
and with them you pay the tolls
to pull away the tarp,
of heaven.
If your souls are black,
and filled with darkness
for eternity he'll hack,
and you are defenseless!
So when the Dark Horse rises
in the dead of night
make sure his prizes
are clear of darkness,
and you just might
receive his forgiveness!
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pain so sharp
it takes my breath away!
pain so fierce
it feels like a thousand tiny needles
all trying to pierce
my still beating heart.
pain so furious
it knocks me to the ground!
pain so ferocious
i spend every day
fearing the next round.
when the pain strikes
do not touch me,
do not counsel me.
when the pain strikes
all you can do is watch.
as i writhe in pain
and wonder if my eighteen years
have been in vain!
when the pain strikes
i think of past regrets,
and all my unpayed debts.
when the pain strikes
i remember ten dollars owed,
for a couple of books.
when the pain strikes
i see the faces
of all my old friends!
i see all the ones i've hurt.
all the ones i've left!
when i feel,
that icy blade of pain,
as it cuts open my chest,
searching for my heart,
i think of my family,
and howi've let them down!
as these thoughts flood my mind,
while i writhe in pain,
i can't help wondering,
"is my life spent in vain?"
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People see my tail
and think I'm a fail!
They see my Hatchet-man
and call me a Juggaho fan!
They see me get angry
and think it's funny!
They hear my dreams,
and say I'll never succeed!
I'm not meant to lead!
I can barely lead myself.
I'm different.
It's how I vent,
my frustration,
and my admiration!
I can't help it
if i don't seem to fit
in this world of yours!
I'm covered in soars!
where your words have hit!
But I've decided I won't just sit,
and take it anymore!
I'm strengthening my core,
so that I can be me,
and so that I,
can be free!
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A small pond,
nestled in the ever soft grass!
The sun glints off the surface
of this peaceful pool!
A small waterfall
cascades over the rocks,
constantly churning the water.
The breeze a soft whisper
against my face.
Small trees of pine,
stand off to one side!
The gentle gurgle of water
ever present, so peaceful and quiet!
Absolutely beautiful!
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people try and make me angry.
i can succumb to my feelings,
or i can be happy,
and walk on by.
they think it's funny!
they think it's a game.
most of them do it for fame,
among their friends.
the new ages trends!
i can follow along with them,
or i can do what i know is right.
i choose not to fight!
i choose to ignore the blood-lust!
would it be better?
would it be funner?
to choose blood-lust instead!?
I'd rather not know.
and take the proffered peacefulness
of being a pacifist!
i aint gonna fight!
i'm gonna do what i think is right!
and walk right on by!
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Love.
is it flying high as a dove?
or a static shock when you touch?
i don't know.
Love!
is it rising up above,
all possible obsticles,
together?
Love!
is it a gentle shove,
in the direction you want to go?
i wouldn't know!
Love,
Is it a glove.
that you use to warm
your heart
in the dead of winter?
I wouldn't know!
but some day
i hope to know!
what love is?!
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my angers rising
coming closer to the surface.
its slowly coming.
creeping ever closer!
the other me is slinking,
slinking through my mind!
hes so enraging!
he infuriates me!
we hate each other,
but he is me!
and hes filled with rage!
through which he can not see!
we fight for dominance!
a constant battle!
we almost seem to dance,
but its a fight to the death!
when we finally agree
or when we are filled,
with so much pain we must flee.
we become one.
when we become one.
you better back off.
we will have our fun!
which is only fun for us.
we'll take out your intestines
tie them in a noose!
and hang you from them.
making sure they aren't loose!
we'll slit your throat
fill up a glass with your blood,
and force you to drink it!
untill you seem to float
in your crimson flood!
we'll burn the world
for all the pain we've felt!
and the world will fear
for we will not stop,
No we'll not shed a single tear
you think im crazy
you think your friends are crazy.
you havent seen us!
and if you have
do not fuss
we are angry
we are enraged!
we dont get hungry
when we feast
and release the beast.
when we release the beast
dont try to run
dont even hide.
that only increase the fun!
so when you see us,
just hope and pray,
that its only me!
because if we fray
you may pay,
with your life!
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