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Something To SeeRain bounces off the draining street And off of your big dark eyes when we meet They’re tinted like that of an old, dead TV screen It's not really worth a half hour of my time And I can't hear anything you're saying below those sick, grey skies But I'm still listening Dragging on water, bubbling nicotine Spitting figurative limousines While pink's running down my sleeve And I can smell the rain One part oxygen Two parts departing Now I'm drenched Black shoes cutting into my feet I'm not grasping onto a single word you speak But the meaning's still tSomething To See
by ~Dotcoma
Non-FictionHe looked at me blankly and said, "Fuck you." I wish I knew who I wish I could tell you But they're still hiding their faces in books Behind LCD computer screens Do you have payment The pavement's bursting at the seams I'm still stepping on cracks Hoping How do I revoke a promise What does that mean This is for you and nobody Don't look through cracked windshield And not expect to get hit Lighting strikes twice And so it has forever and eternity Whoever said otherwise lied This isn't disputable Because it comes from the horse's mouth &nNon-Fiction
by ~Dotcoma
Group Projects Were Never...Never fully understood What I meant when I said, 'I am' It was always, 'I will' And to that I may have been doubtful So, with much regret I wrote some shit poem I'll forget Lost my own words No one knows better That I'm afraid I won't be heard No, not today-ay ay-ay You know, today's my birthday Well, where's my cake? Where's my cut? Is it all over my face? Am I the laughing stock? It's good to see my enemies Can work together in teams It seems I was never really good at that Group projects weren't really my thing And I thinGroup Projects Were Never...
by ~Dotcoma
Our HandHe's gonna get hurt They say Like the violence of mob psychology The potential is there, We could say At leastOur Hand
Haste
When the wind starts whispering again Let's take a real close listen When the clouds blot out the sky Let's look real close It'll be real clear
Promise
The hardest to date The harshest statement The worst state The trees began unnaturally green And now they've just browned
But it still clings to life Like rushed words from my heat If this is all there is It doesn't get
by ~Dotcoma
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