This is the thousandth poem I have written;
I have been looking forward to this day for a very long time.
Poetry took over my life and gave me a reason for my existence;
Now I have a reason to do what I must do. I must write.
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Forever onward, into a future of possibilities;
Another line, from inside a mind, without sense, but with sensibility.
Throughout time I have learned to garner my abilities,
To become the man you hear; I have earned my dependability.
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They claim she's beautiful; I wanna watch her fall,
Because she sold her soul and now I just want her type to go!
Plastic surgery; left her with a ruined nose,
Her heart has decomposed and a- -ll I can scream is n- -o! ! !
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Something beautiful trapped inside a black hole;
The monster is feeding and swallowing hope.
It's swallowing souls as its fingers hold,
Us down by our throats and it will never let go.
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Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry to my unknown lover.
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Ask love a question
Love doesn't ask what the age difference is,
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