Category: ๐๐นPOETRY ๐ ๐ชท
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Question to Answer
What do you complain about the most? I think it would be cleaning, it seems like once you finish cleaning it gets messed right back up. I don’t know but I feel like what’s the point of cleaning when you don’t pick up after yourself!? A small mess I understand. On a daily never cleaning…
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๐ซ๐ต๐ช๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ช๐ถ๐ฎ โฅ๏ธ
๐๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ผ ๐ฏ๐พ๐ต๐ต ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ to ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐…
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Front Line

๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐, ๐ด๐๐ค๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐, ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฆ๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐, ๐ป๐๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐โ ๐กโ๐๐ก โ๐๐โ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก, ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐บ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐…
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DEVIL HIMSELFHOW COULD I BE SO BLINDED,By the wicked,the devil,Spell bounded,to an illness disgusted &rendering all selfish desires,Loving a lost cause is like looking in the mirror,being blinded by this protruding an image thatโs unexplainable,AN ALL TIME LOW IN MY HEART,HURTING,I hurt immensely for the I once had,I now know what I lost sentenced,A lost soul,Walking through the glass,All over self action,Defying all odds,Gravity finally grabbed holds,Up and out of the pull,It pulls from within, desires arise when an old memories flow in like a river with blood,The illusion degrades the who from within,A craving of the passion that wasnโt aimed for a darken hole of destruction,That was taken by my darkest demonsThat I hide away,only to take it to my grave,Itโs just a matter of time,Before I surface as for coming up coming up from the water for a breath of fresh air,As our lung desire air, oxygenOur hearts desires an open and honest partner,To stand united as one,With love and support,For only an open heart can grab the pure true desire,Having so much love for a single being, spiking rage building of emotions,Causing rage and destruction,Leaving me cold and bloodyOnly trying to reconstruct from nothing,Seemed so impossible,Gravityโs pull comes from the depthโsOf my spirit,Regrets informing my mental,Wreckage pertaining to our very ways,Turned our love into nothing,Burning desires beg for more,Transcending self-doubt is on repeat inside my head,I know in the back of my mind,Loving him has been,A journey with memories that last a lifetime,That are worth more then a thousand words,Powerful couple,The devil played our court,Turned against one another,Restricting our bond,Turning violence into an everyday norm,My love is with one,Deeply craving his touch,My insides screaming for my true love,Sometimes lifeโs lessons,With strike you by surprise,clarity comes from afar,My lost soul, becoming aware of what the devil blinded me with,Such a self acting intentions,Deception comes crashing down on me,Like a flood, bursting through a cornerstone wall,After so many years holding up the beating from the floods and weather,Thereโs more passion behind what it represents,As a heart when it finds desire for one,My inner peace surfaces,With such an urge,Like never before,Unexplainable,Left stand with emotion to spur,My deeper ego was defied by my ownLooks,Seemingly hanging by a thread,Between the balance of the wicked and the wild,Trying to reach a high,Keeping it below the line,Maintaining my well-being is right stateTo keep thriving on impulse,Ready for the explosionWhat comes next, with my next move.

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R & B 2022
Where do you think it was Right to touch me? Even from start,? Iโve depended on you for a long time, only for you to have let me fall flat on my face, You didnโt care, you never show you care, You lead me on to believe that our love was LUST, YOU only acted…
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Destruction 1ยฐ
Cravings for a destructive Pathway, One not worth traveling, Leaving it all with thrones and stems, From the start , Only leaving the thorn lined by the rose vin, Who would have known these day would come, to an held these always a new Would be held so strong, Itโs holed is built ford tough,…
