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Bottomsln
Strange Creature
Joined 27th Jan 2020
Forum Posts: 9

R.I.P
Memories fade, how long do they last
Thinking about you, won't forget our past
Wasn't just a friend, more like a brother
Alway's down to ride, there for another
Now your gone, left your daughter behind
Don't worry bout it, as if she were mine
& it's no thing, I love that girl to death
What I'd give you to have one more breath
The day I heard the news I fell & dropped
Heart skipped a beat may of even stopped
Wish I could rewind the clock, stop the time
Because a friend like you is hard to find
Trying to keep it together, let you go
Got to be strong, can't let my emotions show
I'm falling apart, trying the best I can
Steady losing focus, don't understand
At the top of my game, fell so fast
Don't feel the same, like I'm wearing a mask
My future is dim doesn't seem too bright
Gotta step outta the dark, into the light
Even though I'm hurt, this isn't the end
It's time I say goodbye, to my best friend

poet Anonymous

🎤
“The Quiet freestyle”


The world leaders are autistic
A nail embedded deep
they’re not bored hitting
confusion amongst the planks
straight forward people get the stick
so the unfinished business
hasn’t been handled yet
It’s like they’re Rodney out of the window
with a middle finger
“Swivel on that, camel breath!”
I’ve got the hump
because I’m a horse
ya stupid animal head
Fit enough to work and earn money
but claim be ill
that’s really taking the piss
out of this less fortunate

poet Anonymous

Public service announcement:
In real life, you can’t go second, turn to the crowd and ask why you’re being picked on. Stay and be abusive in your own poem section, on whatever subject.

“The get it right verse”

Holding up an open pair of scissors
I would then have on my hand six fingers
Count the thumb as one if you’re a singer
These aliens running like green lizards

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