Elle Jay E.. Poems

Watch the news.
But I want to snooze.
Hear the violence.
I want silence.
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Waiting for a response
Is murdering my brain
Waiting for a response
Is slowly killing me today
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Whats up with all the hate
why do we all degreate
whats up with the nazi signs on the desks
Why did you draw those when you know what they dealt
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Before I would cry.
And pray I would die.
Because I got ignored everyday.
At least I had the people.
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A good friend.
But you're hard to read.
You're quiet.
But there when someones in need.
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The Angel loves the Sprite forever.
Is what you would love to say.
Even though we werent always together.
We never thought to stray.
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You might call them the wrong crowd.
But I know they are true.
They hear what you say.
But they wont listen to you.
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You can tell when its a fake author.
When they're making up the lives.
When they're making up the lies.
When they're rehearsing what comes outta their mouth.
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I saw you and I knew, that you were a street kid.
Always hungry and alone you're not a weak kid.
Strong from the start. But you have a good heart.
You are misunderstood.
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cold concrete against my feet I walk along the street.
No stop lights holding me, I am free.
Firestation cold and empty, with no one around to tempt me.
To go with them and shoot some hoops that I know ill lose.
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