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damn this is hard
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Hey all, new here my name is Dino. I would love some feedback on my newest poem! Thanks all
My mirror breaks, I pick up a shard,
But find it bizarre that all I see is nothing but scars,
My veins filled with black tar, shaking, beaten and starved,
I carve your name to my arm, put the piece to my neck,
And yell GOD! Relieve me this is hard, help me touch the stars,
I have nothing left, I put you in charge, fucking help me god,
I am going to do it this time **** the bars,
I am going to escape this mental rape, the subliminal face,
All it does is teach me how to drape, get away with my own tape
On how to escape, the only thing I’ll miss is fucking your face
And smoking my vape, Damn this is hard.
Say goodbye to all this hate, fucking disgrace of a man I was,
Couldn’t even get laid through Myspace or even when I had
My own place, Damn this is hard. Blood on the wall, bitch on the
Floor, I couldn’t take it any more, put my hands to her throat
Untill she fucking croaks, light my blunt take a few tokes and
Watch the smoke provoke the angels coming to take this bitches
Last ounce of soul that I choked. Damn this is hard.
The seven angels from heaven leave this bitch, her HP is at
11, now the question is how fucked up is my depression,
Let me find my weapon to end this obsession, to end my aggression
And start my confession, oh **** I’m the deffinition of a phycopath
In submission, Damn this is hard. Nothing more than a lost cause
Heading down a lost road, **** now watch me unload on this hoes face,
Reload, bestowed but the explotion of men screaming in agony
“**** don’t let us in!” sorry boys that it snowed, going beast mode
On this hoes face, now it’s sewed. Is this what you meant by putting
Back piece by piece? Sewing crease by crease? Reuniting niece by niece?
Sorry mommy I tried, I swear I did. Rhyme after rhyme again but all I
Could do is crime after crime again, for fucks sake I feel like a mime
Again getting ready to do time again, Damn this is hard. Please god
Let this be the last time again. I pick up a shard and see my life again
Nothing but bar after bar, everything is white again, sirens in the back
Chiming in, Voices in my head pondering, making my brain go wondering.
Put the piece to my disease let this black tar race down my white arms,
Yeah thats right make me look like Jack Skellington, drop my board
Do a kickflip look like Eric Ellington, grab a sub and let the CO watch
Me melt again, where this life will go only you will know again.
Damn this is hard, But you know what I felt better under your sweater
But you kicked me to the curb cause I couldn’t make you wetter,
Maybe because you smelt like cheddar and you sweat forever, my
Mom never wanted me to wed her, bitch couldn’t decide between salt
Or pepper, just forget her. She wasn’t very clever she just fucked her
Professors, yes master what a fucking disaster. Sorry to put you on blast
But you spoke about my cock like it was as tall as grass maybe that’s why
You finally got slashed, **** forget the past, watch as I burn your body into
Ash. At last, this catastrophe has helped me find my chi, has got me on my
Knees starting to believe. I pick up a shard I put it close to my arm and yell
GOD! You relieved me, **** the bars! **** the ropes! **** the chokes!
This bitch turned my life into a joke too bad WE had to make her croak, yes, you
And me finally just blood and my disease.
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Critique please.. My plague
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My Plague
How dare you touch my bride,
Do you not know who I am?
My words bring suicide,
I am a dangerous dagger,
That will slowly cut your insides out,
If you thought this was a joke,
I will show you to my rope,
Alive you will be through all of this pain,
I will give you the same pain you give me,
Day in, day out of torture, until the last act,
I will cut off your face,
And wear it as my own, perfectly sewn,
Do you think she’ll love me more?
Or do you think I'll be out the door?
Only time will tell so keep crying from my well,
Don’t worry no one will hear you yell,
I will putrefy your remains under my floor,
It will be the perfect scent for settling our score,
Maybe next time choose a different whore.
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My plague
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How dare you touch my bride,
Do you not know who I am?
My words bring suicide,
I am a dangerous dagger,
That will slowly cut your insides out,
If you thought this was a joke,
I will show you to my rope,
Alive you will be through all of this pain,
I will give you the same pain you give me,
Day in, day out of torture, until the last act,
I will cut off your face,
And wear it as my own, perfectly sewn,
Do you think she’ll love me more?
Or do you think I'll be out the door?
Only time will tell so keep crying from my well,
Don’t worry no one will hear you yell,
I will putrefy your remains under my floor,
It will be the perfect scent for settling our score,
Maybe next time choose a different whore.
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