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Michelle Pryor Poem
Oh sis
Who would have known
You would leave me alone
Such a dream came to me lastnight
We stole a ruby and took flight
As we ran we laughed and giggled
Now your gone far away
The red ruby
I'll keep
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010
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grab life by the horns and ride it till u cant anymore
it will try to throw u off its back and ruin what you dream of
just ride it like its a pony at an amusement park
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2009
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my father was never there
he has no love to share
my mother was so strong
teaching me right from wrong
sometimes I sit and cry
asking myself why
he just up and left forever
we didn’t spend a minute together
I still love him to the end
I even wrote a note to send
I hope he read it and learn
that my love is only earned
he will always be my father
even though he didn’t bother
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006
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Here lyes my loving sister LaTrice. Tears wont bring you back.
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010
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Baltimore is like the demon’s playground
he rats and roaches are screaming and running to cans and bottles
abandoned houses to run through like a play house
hallway frames left standing from burned houses to swing on
stairways to climb up and find cool stuff to play with
streets filled with popped sports balls and rag dolls
plastic bags decorate the trees and bushes like it’ a party
glass looks like diamonds
he makes it all look good to people who don’t care
fire in a closed bottle explode like fire works
it’s fun in the demon’s eyes
danger is fun to him and he need some playmates
you hear another house scream as it burns down
Baltimore demonvill is what it is called now
when that demon is sleep we humans take over us
when he is gone Baltimore will be back to beautiful
full of good safe fun and nice houses with lovely families
clean streets
some real playgrounds that are clean
till then danger is so much fun to him
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006
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fat, brown, funny, four finger, crazy man, fat, brown, loud, talk of the town, funny, four
finger, jimmy
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010
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Mookey and Michelle were lovers
Oh, how they could love
they were faithful until something went wrong
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle Is a good wife to him
that’s what he said
spent 50 dollars to by her man a picture
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle called his cousin
Just to see if he was there .
said: brother-in-law,Has my baby been here?
he loved her, but something is wrong
“you are a good wife and I don’t lie,
I won’t lie to you,he stayed with some girl he left this morning
the gal is Tiffany Jones
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle went down to the bar
Didn’t go to drink
underneath her shirt she carried a nine-milli gun
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle looked over the car to see if he was there
there was Mookey on the stool holding Tiffany’s hand
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle stooped down beside the car
Pop ,pop ,pop ,pop four shot let out
Right through the door
he loved her, but something is wrong
The first two hit Mookey
She heard him yell out in pain
The third one hit Tiffany in the leg
There were two new faces in hell
he loved her, but something is wrong
“Oh, it hurt, he yell
His left side was bleeding
Her left leg bleeding
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle looked out the jailhouse
To see the beautiful life.
She could see the birds flying, she could hear them sing
he loved her, but something is wrong
Michelle said to the sheriff, “What is my punishment? ”
Sheriff said, “Michelle,It’s the electric chair for you”
he loved her, but something is wrong
This story is crazy but true,that shows that it is true
When people say men ain’t no good
he loved her, but something is wrong
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006
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Bad thoughts racing on
sweet will drip from my nervousness
so life starts to fade
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2006
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give me chemicals
for my brain is dead
dont let me overdose
addicted to the energy
shocks skim through brain waves
give me chemicals
in a matter of time chemicals will take effects
white eyes of emptiness
dont let me overdose
thoughts of being empty
fried brain like an egg in 100 degree wheather
give me chemicals
when will i see the light
chemical reaction gone wrong
dont let me overdose
i see you laughing in my face
why dont i feel your hate
give me chemicals
dont let me overdose
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010
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no one dares to touch
my pod
for the
ear will
not see
how the
mind works when it is
in the zone rock n roll
ease my mind so that
is all u will here it is a
teal color and hold so
many tunes jus mine
one taste
of what
im into
and its
over so dont dare try
to be someone you r
not and mess with my
ipod
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Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2010
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