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Elijah Malcom Poem
His depression faded sadness was evaded.
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What is love? Realizing people lie, disguising your true self to be more satisfying to one that is your so called purpose in life to hope one day you become husband and wife, But deep down your body is crying slowly dying refining fearing of what they’re are doing at any given time.
What is love? Sharing hugs having long walks talking till your mouth drops listening to please the one you oh so need. Buying gifts and then giving a warm kiss. But knowing one day it leaves you i the dust where you stay and rust.
What is love? One day getting married to come to a realize one day one must be buried and sometimes we just remarry. Getting divorce weakening the others lively force.
What is love? A sexual lust, a must have, a crave a faster way to get laid Spending money on your honey Hoping to get lucky soon then leave in heart beat. Coming to a realize you miss them come back begging on your knees pleading to take you back so they can be back-stabbed by the fact you are a monster who lacks the quality of being with one instead of of them all.
What is love? Beating your spouse to show who is man of the house leaving one day thinking the baby will be okay because maybe they are better off without you or they doubt you. Folks love is a hokes leaves are body in an ache making or souls disintegrate with pain and torturing. I lost love for it is a distraction an unsolvable fraction of life in which it make us restless. We love that we may fill the holes that make our hearts ache, but in reality love is dull and dull cannot heal souls. What is love?
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Depression, a session of confession.
Depression a state where are bodies make up lies to make us cry wine slowly die on the inside.
Depression a time of abjection, a cage for emotion stopping any of are feelings commotion.
Depression comes when sadness has overcome.
Depression comes when are bodies shun us its done with us.
When sadness has overcome it has won putting happiness in a stun depession comes.
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I come to a home all alone saying why did you have to go.
You were innocent but yet you were taken away like a prisoner, sorry there was nothing I could have done to get more time to have fun.
You jump on me when I got back from school at the time I was a fool saying get down now I look back and frown at the neglect I had shown.
You hide behind me when your life was on the line because you knew I wouldn’t let you stand alone.
You begged and I must fess my resistance was torn like you cast a spell to ex-spell the word no.
You were a Man’s best friend even till the end when you thrown out the house like a unwanted mouse or has if you had the plague to make us all dead.
You whined for you knew your story was through but don’t think I didn’t cry too.
While you're gone please know you were the inspiration to my soul with your innocent eyes looking into mine as we said goodbye for your life and also mine has been changed until the day we die.
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It’s that time of year again I wake to a baked cake. Family from all over come and hug me will I suffer. We celebrate the day i was conceived to world that has brought me to my knees begging god to take me. We celebrate a year closer to death, what next want me to pick out the fount of my death certificate. Presents with clothes that god who knows where i would go wearing. People I can’t remember but they hug me tell me they love me. There dancing I don’t fancy. A pinata to hit that bust after a nick. Kids crying and whining to stay all day. But finally they go away making my day the gift to end this masquerade.
2/5/16
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His mind was in a bind his thoughts were at rest but his eyes were wide staring at the sky watching clouds pass by has if they could heal what he feels inside the core of his iner mind.
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