why
Why am I even up At this early time And what makes it worse Is I'm writing it in rhyme.
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One Of The Greats :)
So many great people I see everyday Writing their opuss In a very good way Some are so great I like to read These people are awesome Amazing indeed They spend all their time It has to be...
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Things I'd Tell A 13 Year Old Me
I'd tell her never to worry about her weight, I'd tell her to make more effort not to be late.
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Untitled
I can never sleep. So I came onto Opuss. Not really expecting. Something new to caress. You see, I check my profile. To see what's all happened. And I find out. I'm nearing closely to one hundred.
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Remember Me
#nightdwellers Well there's a young boy here And he looks quite familiar He said he was lost out in town Asking me if I've been found Has my past caught up with me. Or am I looking at my future me.
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I Am Very Troubled
I am very troubled When I think of things I do, Of ways that I get round walls, Of people I once knew.
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Opusses
I write to many opusses. Each and every day. I write so many opusses. I have a lot to say. I write so many opusses. This I must confess. As one day my opusses. Will simply be the best.
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75. Mirror
When I look into the mirror What exactly do I see. Is it twisted by my concious, Or is it meerly me. When i see myself in glass, What exactly do I say.
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1 - Introduction
#100days #madhatter. I love rapping, I'm terrible at it. I love dancing like an idiot. I love potato and cabbage rolls with real butter. I love to wander aimlessly, listening to music in the rain.
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Procrastination ©
I really wanted to write a poem today on procrastination it's really my sin. I always make good to do lists but the deadlines I keep moving.
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Thank You
So I just woke up Slept about 4 hours. I'm not a morning person I live among the night owls.
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Untitled
If I could I would write a poem now. But my inspiration disappears somehow. But alright, I only want you to read something I post. But at night, that's when I post the most. I try to write a thing.
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Opuss 200
Opuss 200. How can this be. How did I get there. They're only from me. I'm not a great writer. And I can not rhyme. I guess I will get there. All in good time. My words don't make sense.
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Jealousy
Jealousy, we've all been there wether we like to admit it or not, wether its your friends new car or shiny new gadget, we've all been there.
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Pain
Is there ever an end To this emotion named Pain. Or does it just subside After a good cry in the rain.
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Honest Heart
I'll tell you And I always will Straight up and Dead honest What I think What I believe What I feel And why I do.
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My Demon
My demons name is anxiety A villain that many will know But where you, dear reader, may tame it I cower in fear of it so It keeps me from sleep and from waking It plunders my memory and smiles It...
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Decisions Of Life
Decisions, decisions, decisions. My life feels like a blur, Rushing past my ears, I don't know whether to think things through, Or just break down in tears.
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Your Words
Your words Still ring in my ears Even after All this time "Is it good or bad being so self sufficient?" It didn't hurt You were just curious But it pains Me and my heart To not know How to...
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Don't You Know
Don't you know, That I've changed?. That I want to be the old me?. Don't you know, I trust only myself?. That it's all your fault?. Don't you know, That I still care?. That I wish I didn't?.
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Best Opuss
You sit and you think What opuss to write You ponder all day You stay up all night Thinking of things You're writing them down Reading them through You're wearing a frown It doesn't look right You...
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Life
When life was a heavy load. I laid it down on the ground. Took only what I needed. My sleep was finally sound. When I felt I was always giving. Never getting much in return.
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I Wanna Write A Poem
Poetry, poetry. For me you will always be a mystery. Words get rhymed and they get that meaning. Gives us that feeling. A good or a great poem is nice to read.
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200!!!!
This is my happy 200 post. It's the post with the most It means such a lot to me To be sharing all my words with thee Shakespeare I'm definitely not But with humour I'm shit hot.
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