Best Brocken Poems

The root word for religion is not kind – 
Latin verb that means to tie or to bind – 
as it tends to play tricks on anyone’s mind. 

For some, the edicts lash; they mercilessly lash.
Inspiration in ash, never reached heights of ash.

As I am...

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Hey to everyone who has ever loved 

the Guy i trusted and i loved lied to me and 

pretended to trust me while he would whisper 

sweet little things only just for one thing this is not fair 

Why did he lie if the truth...

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My realization

Just yesterday, I realize.
That talking to him is bad for my health
I have to take care of myself so I can do well

What hurts is it seems like he don’t care
It’s seem like men can’t love.
Keeping quiet in front of jealousy 
Trying to be...

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