Long Drug addicted Poems

I’m trapped in the American struggle/ 
Surrounded in the alcoholic drug addicted jungle/ 
In my soul called soul I seem to unknowingly look for trouble/ 
Yeah am I the only one to truly see our...

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Brothers Sisters cousins Aunts
One hundred people 
Ten dollars per week
Fifty two thousands 

The deposit for a house 
once a year every year
but my sister worries 
about death duties

I thought to myself
yes but you are only...

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Come see my world where the body is found
After the feast of worms is done; come see torn apart
The life and prospects skipping rope in children's heart
The dust drizzles atop the sutured sound
And eyes litany...

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Because of our open southern boarders thanks to president Joe Biden,"Those aren't Mexicans entering our southern boarders but foreign terrorists who are planning to launch terrorists attacks against Americans on our American soil,"Pastor John Hagee,...

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A morning bustles with activity. Folks go about their day, including a Siamese cat creeping past the sidewalk. But appearances are deceiving. This place isn't Disney World. Every day is a struggle for survival. A...

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Night life 
It all started with a try 
she was young 
Full of energy 
She always love to party
She got lots of Friends
In the streets at school 
she was so Popular 
She loves high life
And...

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"When I was a kid my dad left me in a bad way .... he was 
in the lives of my sisters and brothers but he wasn't in mine."

      ...

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The first time I met Mei Is Woe, I felt so badly, I begged our co-workers to give up a sick day in the sick day fund, not realizing they had done that so many...

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He sang sweet songs, sweet needle point lullabies
His eyes were crystalized, their awestruck blackness ate me whole
I stayed mesmerized by his carelessness and smooth complexion
He spit ease and promised comfort
His perversions helped to define me
He...

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Rusty went and put the trash bags with 
Timothy's remains onto the back of his 
1990 black ram truck.  Rusty drove 
throughout the city of Green Haven and 
dumped Timothy's body parts in 
dumpsters...

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She was lovely, a beautiful kind soul, giving, loving, generous, but also apologetic for being alive.
Her light gray eyes danced and pranced, and her laugh was hearty when you got to know her.
Lots of people...

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If I hear Gucci Gang one more time I'm going to go insane
I went from being a tortured poet, to a music artist's music leaving me in pain
Repeating the same words for 2 minutes, you...

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I should be with playing with my sister, on our bikes in the park.
Racing around and playing games outside, coming home just on dark.
Instead I'm in some doss house, taking ice and smoking dope.
No wonder...

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Rusty went and put the trash bags with Timothy's remains onto
the back of his black 1990 Ram truck.  He drove throughout the
city of Green Haven and dumped Timothy's body parts in dumpsters
on the north...

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I am an alcoholic, drug-addicted, sex-addicted, control freak, perfectionistic, bipolar schizo-effective, ever-dishonest, double-minded ever-makeshift fellow ex.

As I apply myself continually towards this effort I am now addicted to just what will bring the most peace,...

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she has blisters on the soul of her feet and cuts along her veins 
oozing pain from the sores that cover her body
a lost soul living in the streets 
digging in dumpsters for food to...

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Uhh Yeah people look..... 
Its Poet thought rhyme time...My words fly so high 
in the sky they so freaking bright 
in the days darkness until the night shine 
Words of courage here poeple there aint...

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I do not like the idea of abortions, naturally,
But then I do not like to see abandoned kids
I am a firm believer in equal opportunity,
Yet, I see so many in our populace on the skids.

In...

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I turn creeping notions straight into crawling nightmares
I lead little lost lambs straight into lion dens
I turn peaceful neighborhoods into ghetto battle fields
I make the wrong seem right and the false seem real
I turn prophets...

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We never meant 
to say sorry
it was more of a smoke filled
tiring of breathless gills

The morning wakes us all
all too soon
cats on tables
and cigarettes without a flume

Time tells
all of us will die
hard to be black...

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Zelda Twilight Wishes
             (Credit to game creators of Twilight Princess)

As Link I become imprisoned in myself in Highrule land
Like a drug addicted monkey...

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The Law is not Above the Law
By Franklin Price
05/30/2020

The law is not above the law
Cops were never meant to be
Although their lives are on the line
While protecting you and me

Every stop or high speed chase
Could...

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A sweet little girl, possibly four, maybe five years old
Wearing a faded blue dress torn along the seam,
Living on the street with her drug-addicted parents
No chance at really experiencing the American dream.

It was clear she...

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They laid her in a tomb, only the bagpiper and I.
The Scotsman, with his pipes, played a dreary dirge,
I stood tall, no tears just intense anger.
A haggard breeze flowed around the verdant trees,
Ruffling the dreary...

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Need another hit of my poetic fix
Eyes red bleeding from reading
I am a little better or worse
Than a drug addicted person 
Could be me but I like pipe dreams
Poetry streaming 
Kisses are from the ceiling...

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