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Demands
The demands
I am tired of people who make it a shallow point they don’t care about people while demanding the people they look down on care bout their humanity.
They want people to care about them more than they care about people.
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Finder's Fees
Finding things that were never lost, but had to be found.
There is no might in silence when it gives nothing for the cause. Everything is for an argument and something for the ego.
Finding a way to still be mad over the things that happened too long ago, where is the healing?
The mess they think you’re still interested in, where are the mentions. Thoughts are too much.
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Lights
Things are muddy under lights.
They want them to fall to their whim
They’re quiet now, the sins planned with him.
We need to think about the way she moved
The ways she used the warnings marked in blue
Seeing red to black, the fight was bright.
Brighter lights and sirens, the realization in sight.
Freedom blinded by lights.
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Bye
Short poem about goodbye.
I don’t like to say ‘Goodbye’; it’s too final.
I like to say, “I’ll see you later.”
Even when I know, I won’t.
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Jade Lattimore: 1A
Quick Bite One.: these stories won't set themselves up.
It is over a text message; I assumed there was more something than nothing in it. They are bright but empty at the same time.
The Fulton’s incessant need to seem like victims to the social constructs they try hard to keep alive.
They create their own self-esteem issues but blame everybody else for partaking in their creations. It is always something over here with that girl. We can get one day of…
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In Fire
It was the lies of innocence. Unbothered by the cathartic nature of feeling nothing but have something for everything.
Groundbreaking is the breaks that make someone worthy of bringing on the news. Simple acts f kindness there
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Jade Lattimore: One
Short story series inspired by true events.
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It is offensive to call her charismatic. I know her too well to ever say something like that to her face or behind her back. Even she would scoff at the label like she does Instagram influencers flexing on their followers with fake designer handbags. As soon as the compliment slipped out Popper’s lips, I spat my drink out and baptized Popper’s…
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Jade Lattimore: One
Inspired by true events.
It is offensive to call her charismatic. I know her too well to ever say something like that to her face or behind her back. Even she would scoff at the label like she does Instagram influencers flexing on their followers with fake designer handbags. As soon as the compliment slipped out Popper’s lips, I spat my drink out and baptized Popper’s chew toy in the name of his misguided…
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You're NOT a good person #1: The Liar in You.
It's always the ones who swear they don't like drama in the most drama.
I got rid of you. I had to.
I got rid of you and your crew.
Why do you want to be around me? You claim I’m beneath you.
You’re not a good person; you’re not friendly or pleasant.You are harmful to those who remained utmost and present.
You sit around in circles, making fun of people who never made fun of you.You make trash excuses on why you move the way you do.
See, your true nature keeps…
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Hang Around
People rarely "Keep the same energy."
They hang around creatures worse than you.
Let them tell it, you’re even worse–through and through.
They’re with the treachery; they let it slide,
as long as the terror comes from someone they like.
You’re the worse in comparison; this much is true
your the worse to people that never liked you.
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Message in a Bottle
A call to quit the mess.
Lay down your arms. Turn your army back.Surrender. Before you march, your army into a disastrous social trap.Shallow Plebians forge in your honor, did you tell them you are leading blind?Did you tell them you lack honest foresight: one of the reasons the guaranteed loss will be less than kind?
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They Took Everything!
People don't mind taking if you mind them taking.
And they took everything!
The things that don’t matter until they do.The things that didn’t take building with a single screw.The life everlasting in this ball of hazePraying to a cloudy sky, counting my days.
And nights
There isn’t a thing I did I condone, stuck in the past for changing phones.
Thrifty. These things are frugal. These things cant slip—I missedbuying back something I never…
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Yes to the Mess
Yes to the Mess
Once that picture with the circle of hell pops up, you never see it leave. Another fanatical bit of nothing, frothing by a tiredly passionate beast who thinks they’re better than what they actually are.
The theme is:
Self-righteous hypocrisy–it’s at it again. The things they woof, they never barked.
Liar, they’ve done it�� you have seen them too.
The narratives they try to…
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Insidiously
Sometimes, it's easier to fall back on the ways you know.
That’s the meaning of growth, right, to destroy what I can’t let go of—the issues of the mind. The path of minor resistance breeds riots in content—the chaos in happiness, the protesting calm brings.
Riots quelled by stagnation are rarely quelled and entirely stormed out of existence. The path of minor resistance breeds riots in content—the chaos in happiness, the protesting calm brings.
That’s…
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They don't care
I feel silly for thinking they care how awful they were towards me.
They don’t care what they did, so why do I have to feel like I’m owed an apology? They don’t care. They never respected me, so why am I shocked they know best to keep their distance?
They never liked me; they wanted the subservient role I played for their personal benefit.
I should be glad they found someone they’re not ashamed of being seen with.
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Route to Paris: Regret.
I thought I had time, but I didn't.
found the courage to reconnect with you and your sweet bliss.
I saw what you’re doing now–the hike we planned will also be missed.
I didn’t think the last time I saw you, would be last time i’ll see you.
I’m suspended in “what if.?
Maybe in the next life, huh?
We would take that hike, with careless summer bliss?
And you’d receive all of me, starting with a nervous kiss as a gift.
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Empty invites
I give empty invites
I feel akaward talking about my plans in front of people who are not invited.
Too inclusive with excluding hits.
How mean is that?
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