NEVER ENDING POETRY
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NEVER ENDING POETRY
I do not write any but we can start again. 
"Repent before regret takes over you"
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TaHaPatel - Newbie

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Re: NEVER ENDING POETRY
a muslim wrapped in union jack. Wtf?
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Re: NEVER ENDING POETRY
ROSES ARE RED
VIOLETS ARE BLUE
BRING THE OLD MY.NET BACK
AND FLUSH THIS ONE DOWN THE LOO
VIOLETS ARE BLUE
BRING THE OLD MY.NET BACK
AND FLUSH THIS ONE DOWN THE LOO
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NAFY - Newbie

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Re: NEVER ENDING POETRY
And I like apples.
It is not length of life, but depth of life. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Wtf Does That Meannn?? X
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Wtf Does That Meannn?? X
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Re: NEVER ENDING POETRY
bismillah arahman araheem
they say with great power comes great responsibility
i say with power comes trips and vulnerability
egos hunting for sumat taller to speak from
people to listen to them and respect them
people to fight their battles and entertain them
memories erased or just moved to humor sections
provoke and taint them when they blank em
nothing against the self righteous or the self proclaimed sinners
everyone builds up their own reward and sin
who knows if they repent to god every night or if they dont
people looking down on on others just cause they wont
brothers dying in vain, sisters crying in pain
brothers imprisoned, while others are slain
some running their mouth, the same ones that run away
brothers backstabbing others, its all part of the survey
brothers calling each other names, the sect war becoming a game
brothers looking down on the non practising even as they work for the government
i rather embrace an alcoholic adulerating brother then a snitch
that's the definition of sumat that rhymes but il abstain and not play 'truant'.
they say with great power comes great responsibility
i say with power comes trips and vulnerability
egos hunting for sumat taller to speak from
people to listen to them and respect them
people to fight their battles and entertain them
memories erased or just moved to humor sections
provoke and taint them when they blank em
nothing against the self righteous or the self proclaimed sinners
everyone builds up their own reward and sin
who knows if they repent to god every night or if they dont
people looking down on on others just cause they wont
brothers dying in vain, sisters crying in pain
brothers imprisoned, while others are slain
some running their mouth, the same ones that run away
brothers backstabbing others, its all part of the survey
brothers calling each other names, the sect war becoming a game
brothers looking down on the non practising even as they work for the government
i rather embrace an alcoholic adulerating brother then a snitch
that's the definition of sumat that rhymes but il abstain and not play 'truant'.
Between good and evil, you're just a puppet on a string.
http://br0ken--silence.blogspot.com/
http://br0ken--silence.blogspot.com/
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b3l13v3r - New User

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Re: NEVER ENDING POETRY
What if I have no faith in my poetry?
I write, but I never think it's up to standard as to be made public. And the thought of it gives me chills, it's like someone is peering into you, your brain, your soul.
Going public is a scary thing, more like being naked.
I write, but I never think it's up to standard as to be made public. And the thought of it gives me chills, it's like someone is peering into you, your brain, your soul.
Going public is a scary thing, more like being naked.
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Aglaia - Just Joined

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Re: NEVER ENDING POETRY
Ima blow up like the world trade
print me them papers, im made
get me one of them fly honeys
someone to help me spend my forgeries
time flys but im forever young
in 20 years il still be singing this song
now you see me, now you don't
caught me slipping i was drownin
caught me napping, i wasnt breathin
stick me in a room, i aint completing your jigsaw
agent smith i dont chill in phoneboxes
stop at red lights, cameras still recognise my number plate
i take summers off, i love winter beef
when things and ppl aint as see through
print me them papers, im made
get me one of them fly honeys
someone to help me spend my forgeries
time flys but im forever young
in 20 years il still be singing this song
now you see me, now you don't
caught me slipping i was drownin
caught me napping, i wasnt breathin
stick me in a room, i aint completing your jigsaw
agent smith i dont chill in phoneboxes
stop at red lights, cameras still recognise my number plate
i take summers off, i love winter beef
when things and ppl aint as see through
Between good and evil, you're just a puppet on a string.
http://br0ken--silence.blogspot.com/
http://br0ken--silence.blogspot.com/
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b3l13v3r - New User

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