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 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
putiira
Pen me
 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
putiira
Pen me
to your pages
I have some thoughts
to violate a little further.
 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
ok okay
I want to cry
But its too late
Light will arrive soon
My mind will be astray
I won't be able to smile right
They might turn me away
But if I dream tonight
Maybe just for an hour
I could pretend
That everything will be okay
Everything is ok, okay?,
 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
SophiaAtlas
Everybody has that one friend who:
1) Turns everything *****.
2) Eats like a pig and gains no weight.
3) Swears a lot.
4) Has a funny laugh.
i AM this friend
 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
SophiaAtlas
Yelling "STAY!" at a object that's non-living as if it's going to listen to you.
who else still does this?
 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
Lilly F
starting to feel like "I like you"
is the same as "I'm sorry",
the more I hear it the less meaning it seems to have


© L.F.
words are growing boring
 Nov 2019 Tori Schall
FreeMind
I spent years of my life waiting for someone that would  
love me
care for me
respect me...

But no one did.

That is when I learned the power of
Self-love
Self-care
Self-respect


-FreeMind
November 26, 2019
#99
By: Cedric McClester

Conclusion no collusion
Kellyanne Conway said
Confusion and illusion
Or so her cue cards read
Liar truth denier
She’s always been instead
A reliable justifier
While moving their agenda ahead

Hickory dickory Dock
I can’t help but to mock
The way she made her point
By clouding up the joint
Where there’s smoke there’s fire
Nine times out of ten
And it’s my desire
That the church just say amen!

She’s been branded a liar
On The Morning Joe
Therefore, on their airways
She’s not allowed to go
Because she’s not reliable
And they’ve told her so
That fact is undeniable
Even when the news is slow

Now her reputation
Is on the chopping blocks
Everywhere that is
With the exception of FOX
Who gives her an audience
And listens as she talks
To this reoccurring character
In the funnies on Boondocks


Cedric McClester, Copyright  © 2019.  All rights reserved.
They don't sell second chances at the last gasp cafe
only coffee and stale croissants with sugar in a sachet
and you pay,
how you pay every day that you go
because there is no place that feels
quite like home
than the last gasp cafe when you're all
on your own

And the jukebox plays the top ten from
before you were born, there's
oilcloth on the tables, stained and badly worn,

Marvin who's been there since before there was even there swears it gets quite crowded, but when I go there's no one there,

it's Mandy's life, she's Marvin's wife of forty years and more
and not once in all that time has she ventured through the door that leads down to the sea,
I guess she's scared
might be she's heard
that
they don't sell second chances at the last gasp cafe.
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