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Darius

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since June 2013
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Corrupt

June 11, 2013
What am I to do now? Wake up in the morning doesn't feel like a Sunday doesn't feel like it's church today After so much pain and headaches I've recognize my mistakes I am CORRUPT! Thanks to that i live self denial, have a hell of a day and go straight home cause its always happy hour! Said one day I'll blossom but not this flower, let's talk about it! I stand before you wondering if I will ever make it, look at the rope above my head and ask could the rope take it? Before i kick this chair jus like my life there was never anything stable no foundation life for me was just unfair But i find you and your souls oblique as you sit there and judge me worrying bout my diction, organization, grammer, creativity, my whole oral presentation but i need you to feel it better yet taste it People with self denial are put through trial saying somethings wrong with us, psychopathological conditions Im not here for no competition and I dont care about your decision instead of accusing or shunning me for my conduct just pray for me cause im corrupt
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