I ran through storm-stained city streets
paved with pain to bring these roses to you.
- from 'God Save The Queen' by Wesley Eisold
I
look at her ass
decide I don't like it
much. she looks at my face and
decides the same.
- from '$1.25 a gallon' by Charles Bukowski
- Last seen 1 day ago. Member since May 23.
- I'm a moonstone path poet for 489 comments.
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, and quote is "bored and lazy". - I am a 24 year old guy (Philippines)
- When I'm not writing, I'm desparately finding ways to make life interesting.
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- I have 489 comments, 54 poems, 2 journals
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because another
‘I love you’ -
especially
if you are trying -
I will only pick it up
when it is all covered -
It is slowly
dripping out - → Show all poem
My journal entries
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1 There are days that the only thing keeping my spirit from fading is by fooling myself that everything is going to be fine - one way or another. But the longer I keep on using the same excuse to keep on track, the more I’m starting to doubt how long I can keep on lying. How long until I finally break down and
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I’m having a hard time with details. And I sure know how to miss them. Those kind of details that saves a relationship from going down the drain, or the kind that carries a man to a state where he has the option to spend the rest of his life watching tv – are the ones I tend to let go. 1 Pretentious postureSeptember 29, In Confessions, Freewrite, Life, Personal, Thoughts, Weird. 300 words. → Make first comment?
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