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3:28 in the morning and has had no sleep in 4 days so i hope its not to crappy

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My story is of words unspoken
my soul is tatered, torn, and broken

feel my heart race in your hands
all apart of there master plans

a way to freedom of which i know
a path of pain, bitter, and  snow

the time it takes to make it here
by the end having to concor your fear

so hear my words wispered in the silence
its time to put an end to this violents

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

Emy717’s Poems (25)

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Animals within 0
Real 0
free 0
here i am 0
Life 0
All Just Me 3
Deep 3
To Be A Boy (A.K.A story of my life) 8
How to Fly 3
Cuts 5
Demon of the flame 3
Corpse 2
Broken Bones 1
Why? 1
Time 1
Save Yourself 4
Poison 2
Ignorance 1
Fire 0
Because i'm Different 6
Can You See Me? 2
Time and Time Again 0
Rain 0
Shadows 0
Monsters 3