

vEnTIl8ingTELLme WHATYOUTHINK ABOUTme EVENIFYOU DESPISEme HOWABOUTYOU TELLme BECAUSE ITSBITING ATme HOWMUCHYOUTALK ABOUTme behind my back SO LET'S SETTLEit BEFORE WE UP AND LOSEitvEnTIl8ing
ANDIMSUREit MUSTBE crazY HOWMUCHit's GETTINGTOme
BUT come ON! you OUGHT to KNOW by NOW! there AINT! no RHYME or REASON how I said IT once I said IT twice! i WONT let UP i WONT play NICE! BECAUSE i'm ABOUT to LOSE my HEAD, and I might JUST take YOURS INSTEAD!


Hopeless RomanticAsh and smoke and cigarette butts, burning out beside the candle-wax, I know how you spend your nights friend, hopelessly, romantically, If it's any consolation, they say romance is dead, Shaggy hair rose petals on the sheets, applying cheap cologne liberally If that's the world as you see it, the visions inside your head;Hopeless Romantic
Wine and champagne don't make a gentlemen, friend, No matter how you hold the glass, Class doesn't have to be elegant, friend, They all think you're a royal ass
Blowing smoke on a creaky bedside, breaking down by the candle-wax, I know how you lost yo


Sharpies and ADHDMy head's full of pixie-dust, and my ears full of wax, I see purple unicorns every time I relax; Some folks say it's ADHD; I politely disagree, It's just the way I'm grown up, you see! Some girls played with barbie, boys GI Joe, I got out the sock-puppets and put on a show! My generation needs video stimulation it seems, But multicolored sharpies are about my biggest dreams; Don't feel bad, I think I like it better, anyhow, You go feel intelligent, I think I'll spaz out now!Sharpies and ADHD


Manual LaborGuess it's how my head's wired, some wires still loose, Hey I might just be crazy, but that ain't no excuse, Some folks say I'm up-tight, that I need to unwind, Take a break from the seven-day grind; Well I'd have to agree, it gets pretty rough, when it's six to nine, the going gets tough, But I heard way back when, a smarter guy said, "You ain't done working till ya' fall down dead," and it's working for me, cause I'm ready to blow, I'm ninety degrees working in seven-foot snow, It ain't no condolences when you give me a break, If you want peace and quiet try the bottom of a lManual Labor


The Poets PainI hear the poet's pain, a song you've heard before, the misery comes knocking at the door.It rings in my head, a continuing chorus, I listen, lying broken on the floorThe Poets Pain
I see the poet's pain, the scarlet stains, the blood that drains. The hurt we know is never ending, emotions taxed, empty and suspending
I touch the poet's pain, cold as ice, burns like fire. We feel the distress of victimless desires.
I smell the poet's pain, a foulness, a sickness, Acidic expulsion, trash that we've let in.
I feel the poet's pain, seems the cure is on an empty page, find my voice, one more
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I love "Sharpies and ADHD". It's so well written and I love it! Keep up the great work!
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I can't get over that poem... I just love it so much!
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I am undoubtedly Sokka-obsessed.
I love my Sokka!
Back off, Suki!
Here's a Sokka, there's a Sokka
And another little Sokka
Fuzzy Sokka, Funny Sokka
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I love making new buddies! :] That's why I use the Random Deviant button so much!
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I am undoubtedly Sokka-obsessed.
I love my Sokka!
Back off, Suki!
Here's a Sokka, there's a Sokka
And another little Sokka
Fuzzy Sokka, Funny Sokka
Sokka, Sokka, Aang!
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