losers

Do Not Be Like Them

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do Not Be Like Them

 

 

Because they're losers

who prove their worth to the world

—like birds without wings








Whispering Prate

 

♡♥♡

 

Like psithurism,

 

Embued with the essence of me,

 

Wading the darkside's rivers whistling a tune,

 

Wishing and hoping for some 

 

Small twinge of logic

 

To seep through these long branches.

 

◆◆◆◆

 

Weathered, 

 

Through winter storms 

 

And hot, blistering summer droughts,

 

And yet, 

 

Just like a willow,

 

◆◆◆◆

 

You have learned the dance,

 

Even when the dance tried to swallow you.

 

And I promise this time

 

I will try harder not to step on toes,

 

Or barrell down false pride

 

Without leaving cover or batting down hatches.

 

◆◆◆◆

 

Because I learned that when the wind

 

Hits the trees,

 

There is only one sound it can make

 

To ears that cannot hear,

 

Ears that refuse to listen,

 

To the words.

 

♡♥♡

 

 

 

 

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Drama Quench

Drama queens
go drown your self in your cubic zirconia tears
Wipe the masquascarred eyes

blood shot with envy
Pick up the pieces of your troubled childlike mind
And get yourself a life that's not in drama defined
By cloaking and soaking in fickle dramas devised
Twist your own mutilated manipulative wasteland heart
Till it bleeds remorse from your desperate soul's art
No, not the ones on your Jimmy Choos you stupid wretched slight
Wraithlike guant let thin woven in and out the troubled highlight
Scheme you little wretch scheme your lonely coniving smite
What ever is smitten is never bitten but you can't help but bite
Go drown yourself you stupid, lonely, angry bitch wake up and see the truth
You think your shit don't stink and you call the shots
Blurbing your crap like its something hot, don't come to me bitch I'm not lost.
Go find yourself and do something real I'm quenched of your shit.
Go drama queen, drown in your plastic fears,
How many times can you return after being told to fuck off.
Cheers.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

You know the kind I'm not kind of fond of or kind to.

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