Poems from respectthenightowl

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don't push the envelope, tear it apart
  I know a girl Her name is Layla She’s thin and fragile Like a ballerina She smiles with her eyes And laughs with her heart She cries with...
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  I know a boy His name is irrelevant The only thing looser than his morals Are his jeans He puffs out smoke and a loud “Fuck you” He uses...
  Upside down crosses and middle fingers The taste of my last cigarette and rebellion lingers I’m holding his hand in mine and a bottle in...
  She sat alone on a sidewalk almost as dirty as her, in a city almost as dangerous to watch the boys skate With their profanities and...
The youth is struggling For a voice A mega-phone world wide message "We are here, we exist, looking for some acceptance"   The words...

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