Mikell Gentry Poems

There's nowhere to turn anymore, but I'm not fighting back, I can't
Spread my curse through a disease filled crowd, to return something they lack
They can't see with their cross-hairs aimed at the sky, they wish to fly, why
No point in trying to redefine the trine when it's clearly written down on the black line
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I would if I could, and I could if I should, but I won't cause I'm lame

Each morning, take a pill upon wake-up, I can't see, my thoughts are covered in makeup, look at the who that you want to be in the mirror, ask for a cure, saw off their scalps and put a bullet in the furor.
Cant drive, wanna smoke, tell my jokes, hang with fakes that are just like me, they don't want to be free from their grudges they hold towards their parents, save your guilt, wrap it in a present, save it for when your embarrassed.
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Why am I a f******g Idiot?
Is it in my blood or in my brain?
It leaves me much pain.
Needless suffering drives me insane!
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She won't love me...
She won't hate me...
She has the unknown options to save my life,
Or watch as it ends...
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