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CRIMSON CHIN?

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OR IS THIS THE CRIMSON CHIN?

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“The Road”There's desert that is empty and has no hope for any living creatureBut in the distance there is an abundance of water and hopeBut there is a roadA road that connects the desert to a mighty lakeIt is a road filled with mud It is road is filled with thornsThe road has many sharp rocks that are ready to cut your footRocks that are consistently looking for someone to tripThe road has many snakes that are ready to poison someoneThe road has many roots across the path There's  always mosquitos looking to bite and take your tranquilityBut is the road really something you want to walk down?Is the road really worth while? Is the road Worth the outcome? the truth the road is the only way out of the desertYour determination is what determines whether you're strong enough to make it to the endBut in the end you choose what you want to do with your futureWill you walk down the road?Or is the desert good enough for you?What will you do?

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“The Road”There's desert that is empty and has no hope for any living creatureBut in the distance there is an abundance of water and hopeBut there is a roadA road that connects the desert to a mighty lakeIt is a road filled with mud It is road is filled with thornsThe road has many sharp rocks that are ready to cut your footRocks that are consistently looking for someone to tripThe road has many snakes that are ready to poison someoneThe road has many roots across the path There's  always mosquitos looking to bite and take your tranquilityBut is the road really something you want to walk down?Is the road really worth while? Is the road Worth the outcome? the truth the road is the only way out of the desertYour determination is what determines whether you're strong enough to make it to the endBut in the end you choose what you want to do with your futureWill you walk down the road?Or is the desert good enough for you?What will you do?

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Zoey-By Lauren (I HAD CONSENT TO POST THIS)

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Zoey-By Lauren (I HAD CONSENT TO POST THIS)

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My name is Zoey

And I am suicidal

I love Markiplier

He is my hecking idol

My mother left me

When I was a bab

In that she was deft

And now I just dab

Sometimes at night

When I am alone

I remember those fights

And I’m there on my own

But then I wake up

From my living nightmare

And I pet my lil pup

And I’m happy he’s there

I can’t control

What happened in my past

But my friends fill that hole

And I’m safe here at last

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LoVe

What is LoVe?

Is it a feeling?

What is the meaning?

Why do we feel it?

Is it because the warm feeling it brings?

Or is it the feeling of importance?

Why do we say, “I LoVe you”, so quick?

Do you say it because you are hopeful?

Or because you are scared?

What do you LoVe?

A person?

How do you know that you love them?

Do you think of them when you wake up?

Or any random time of the day?

Are they the first person you tell good news to?

If these are true then I do believe you LoVe them.

LoVe may be weird, it may be cute, it may be ugly.

But if you feel LoVe then no matter what you would do anything for them.

Would you?

Would they?

LoVe...

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Today the glass seems a little bit thinner,

And the air seems a little bit thicker.

Today the air seems to take effort to swallow,

And leave a little bit quicker.

Today it seems the only escape,

Is to make the glass break.

Today I wish I will never again have to awake.

To break the glass would be to restart,

But sometimes that is what one might need.

To break the glass is to ask for help,

All it takes is to plead.

Tomorrow will be better,

and I will forget this feeling of being soaked.

Tomorrow will be better,

and I will be happy to have awoke.

Tomorrow I will feel healthy and gay,

and feel glad I am this way.

Im edgy af lmao

zack

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Roses are red

Violets are Blue

Dyhey we miss you, come back soon

You'll alway miss you from time to time

Now will have less people to mime

Although we didn't talk much

Us and the gang still won our first pubg rip-off after lunch

Dyhey o’ Dyhey you are so smart, so caring, so loving deep in my heart

Well miss you, well miss you come back very soon

Your trip will be long and tiring as well

But once you get back i will hug and smell

You will tell me your story and how it was

And i will praise you on your voyage as well as your poyage

I hope you bring me back a surprise

I will be very grateful

But as i was saying i am very sad and miss you

As im writing this poem i cried a but and i miss you...

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What’s a flower

Without it’s straight stem?

How about  no color M&M’s?

A sign

That bends from end to end?

Are they useless, and broken?

No, they are different, don’t you agree?

Who cares

If they are

45 degrees?

Nothing is horrible

Everything is honorable

Difference is bliss

But is that bliss

Worth the risk?

It can be worth

More than a gold disk

Or as invaluable

As a neck crick

That is for you too decide though

Because I ain’t no pro.