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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #75 on: March 19, 2017, 06:54:34 am »
And on the pedestal these words appeared:
"Ye mighty hate him! This Pharoah built an eternal legacy using this ONE WEIRD TRICK"

This is relevant to my interests.
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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #76 on: March 19, 2017, 09:14:26 pm »
And on the pedestal these words appeared:
"Ye mighty hate him! This Pharoah built an eternal legacy using this ONE WEIRD TRICK"

dude i love this. can i like save it to use for somethin? don't know what

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #77 on: March 19, 2017, 09:18:43 pm »
Sam may give you distribution rights if you donate to his Patreon first.
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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #78 on: March 19, 2017, 09:21:31 pm »
just figured it'd be courteous to ask! lmao

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #79 on: March 20, 2017, 01:59:55 am »
Uh yeah, of course. Just kick me some royalties if you hit the big time ;) ;) ;)
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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #80 on: March 20, 2017, 06:25:11 am »
;) ;) ;) ;) ;)

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #81 on: April 15, 2017, 11:06:38 am »
i wrote this in the shower cause i was bored but its kinda nsfw so let me know if i can't post it on a family forum

junior year i ****ed a girl with the body of a pornstar
freaky and petite and thicker than a snickers bar
in a flannel shirt and combat boots with arms adorned with razor scars
she was a lover and a sinner and a stoner with a beater car

i explored the depths of her mind while she hotboxed her closet
it was tortured and afraid and one night she absolutely lost it
behind my parents’ bathroom door she loudly ran the faucet
tried to kill herself with pills while i frantically unlocked it

i wiped her tears away and started to feel my brain rot
things fell apart i felt alone we fought about our private thoughts
found her thighs wrapped around a scumbag with a mugshot
but i couldn’t blame her cause i’d done the same in a denny’s parking lot

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #82 on: April 15, 2017, 11:08:34 am »
> Boning someone who's that clumsy at shaving their arms.

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #83 on: April 15, 2017, 11:10:27 am »
not her fault she had excessively shaky hands!

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #84 on: July 19, 2017, 06:56:50 am »
These scars
Never fade
The shame

I made a mistake
But I thought mistakes
Were meant to be made

A mark
Of shame

Conceal
Every day

Shame

Remind you
Every day

Shame

Marked with
Shame

Some things
You can forget

But some things stay
Every day

Shame

Shame

Conceal
Every day

The scars
The
Shame

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #85 on: October 10, 2017, 12:34:50 pm »
This isn't really poetry, but I just thought it was like. So. Frickin. Deep.

I just realised I've been living my life
like yesterday
didn't exist
just trying to erase the past
over and over again
but it does exist
and it cannot be erased
just like the goddamn scars
on my face

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #86 on: October 10, 2017, 03:45:08 pm »
:<


GD you gotta start being nice to yourself. Write yourself a nice poem RIGHT NOW.
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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #87 on: October 18, 2017, 12:09:01 pm »
Just when you're about to relax
The alarm goes
Eee-ooo-eee-ooo

The neighbour plays out his bass
The fire alarm goes off upstairs

Just when you're about to lie down
Take a deep breath
Eee-ooo-eee-ooo

Just when you're about to relax
Get news from the boss
An urgent message from your course

Eee-ooo-eee-ooo

Get up now
Get out now

The smoke fills your lungs
You stumble out

Eee-ooo-eee-ooo

Just when you're about to relax
You're about to wind down
The alarm goes

Eee-ooo-eee-ooo

The deadline is tomorrow and you've got
No time to borrow

You're about to relax
You get
Eee-ooo-eee-ooo

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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #88 on: October 18, 2017, 12:21:16 pm »
"it is only through bleaching your brain you can have a white conscience" -Uknown person. Possibly me...

I guess it is sort of bad poetry...
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Re: Must Write Bad Poetry
« Reply #89 on: October 25, 2017, 12:15:05 pm »
I met a stranger on strange roads
To me he seemed a kindred spirit somehow
Weathered of face, with a pipe of old bone

Long we talked and long we sang
The open night felt like home for a while
Passed with smiles and songs and games

The air was warming when we left
Though the fire had burned down some
The logs of heat by time bereft

It seemed a sad thing when we split
Somehow, though only a night we had spent
I knew I'd miss his cheer and wit

That strangers mem'ry has stood and held
Through water and blood and sheer, anxious fear
I hope he remembers me just as fondly.