School Deep Poems

Ask me about me and I will tell you about me, ask me about me and I will satisfy your curiosity. You walk around the...

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I can’t breathe it is killing me. It’s so I can see is this void happening below me I can’t wake up that’s a trap...

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They say the sun has a way with searing our sights, 
maybe it just might,
But stars could swoop through the obscurity,
blazing in a sea of...

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My Life is a song sung in a 
series of repetitive inferior notes.
I’m unable to record mellow melodies, 
as my violin strings continually play 
with...

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When I was six
I didn’t know what the word suicide meant 
I don’t even remember hearing it
I played with dolls and swinged in the park
I...

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When you are old soul of old school in the young body ,
Age is just a number for you in the material world
Activating your divine...

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why 
why do I need to keep earning your trust
when you don't trust me?
why do i keep hiding myself from you 
when you can't accept...

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Hearts are meant to be opened, aren't they? 
You never failed to make me feel unloved! 
With your charming face, charismatic voice, vibrant soul 
I...

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I longed for the days when the earth will smile again and the penitence of its mind will humble itself before the benevolent sky and...

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I saw the sun,
As it brought a new morn.
I went to school,
Even though I was totally worn.
Laughing and joking,
With my friends that day,
We were just...

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Last night I dreamt
What I’ve so longed to do
We made love and spoke of
How all our dreams would come true

You undressed and impressed
With all the...

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Please enter,
What is with your 'box of toys' (noise)?
Accusations and slander,
'Get on with it, lad.' In the streets of London,
Spreading your propaganda, 'Days a-dawning' (morning).
One's...

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Distrust lies in my heart, I’ve learned the hard way
		
		That even those who you think are for your best are for their way

		I was unaware...

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Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust 

My humblest apology if the following account
doth gross thee out forlorn childhood of mine 
found...

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Let me watch at that sea that
I've been haunted when I was fourteen.
      My teens, at the high school, a...

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