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Vampyre497
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:28pm
Yesterday 1:28pm
Personal Original Sin
I have started to hunt again
I hear my feelings go to lend
I’m numb but that doesn’t mean I’m dumb
I’m prone, but that doesn’t mean I’m alone
I’ll spend my time with you today
Not that you have a choice anyway
I figure we’ll talk, communicate hate
Not that you can with your mouth gate
I see the holes in the wall
Physical representational call
I wonder aloud why you have so much
It seems unlikely for an organ touch
Listen, I think you’re lashing out
Against whom, I’m lost about
Maybe you have a victim of your own
You...
I hear my feelings go to lend
I’m numb but that doesn’t mean I’m dumb
I’m prone, but that doesn’t mean I’m alone
I’ll spend my time with you today
Not that you have a choice anyway
I figure we’ll talk, communicate hate
Not that you can with your mouth gate
I see the holes in the wall
Physical representational call
I wonder aloud why you have so much
It seems unlikely for an organ touch
Listen, I think you’re lashing out
Against whom, I’m lost about
Maybe you have a victim of your own
You...
#murder
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 7:47pm
28th Nov 2022 7:47pm
I’m Coming After You John Wick (Part II)
You got me G, and thanks for the tip
Yeah, I’ve heard this nigga be talking cash shit
I know where his ass be head up, it’s time for me to send this bitch
Be careful this fuck wears many disguises
You can fuck his bitch, just give me the lye
I thought he knew one of your boys
That handsome Cuban Cartel is just a substitute when I don’t want to play with expensive toys
A booster listed on my speed dial, when I need some loose cash
Got his money, his hard dick, and then sold him some nose trash
Wait, we got the dope and the...
Yeah, I’ve heard this nigga be talking cash shit
I know where his ass be head up, it’s time for me to send this bitch
Be careful this fuck wears many disguises
You can fuck his bitch, just give me the lye
I thought he knew one of your boys
That handsome Cuban Cartel is just a substitute when I don’t want to play with expensive toys
A booster listed on my speed dial, when I need some loose cash
Got his money, his hard dick, and then sold him some nose trash
Wait, we got the dope and the...
#revenge
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Adelphina
Poem Published
28th Nov 2022 1:38am
28th Nov 2022 1:38am
Temporary Grave
In a Temporary Grave
Buried alive but
Don’t worry about me
I’m doing just fine
Got veins that vine
Getting ready to climb
Through soil and dirt
Bloom into a garden of verses
Cause throughout it all
Might as well grow
Into my own sense of style
I’ll be here for a while
Waiting on future sunrays
Of brilliant amber strings
Strong enough to melt
Everything I once felt
Through ice and pain
Bloom within freezing sleet and rain
In a Temporary Grave
Buried...
Buried alive but
Don’t worry about me
I’m doing just fine
Got veins that vine
Getting ready to climb
Through soil and dirt
Bloom into a garden of verses
Cause throughout it all
Might as well grow
Into my own sense of style
I’ll be here for a while
Waiting on future sunrays
Of brilliant amber strings
Strong enough to melt
Everything I once felt
Through ice and pain
Bloom within freezing sleet and rain
In a Temporary Grave
Buried...
#courage
#inspirational
#TimeHeals
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Vampyre497
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 1:48pm
27th Nov 2022 1:48pm
Down in the Toy-Box
When did you last listen to the wind
You should lose your ears for sin
Why did you last taste the sea
You should lose your tongue for me
How did you last smell the field
You should lose your nose to yield
What did you last touch the Earth
You should lose your hands, rebirth
But you will always have your eyes
I won’t relieve you of their guilt
I’ll make you open blinds
Don’t worry, you won’t die from what I’ve built
Slice through what’s in the way
I’ll drop your health for you
Sleep will continue to stay at bay ...
You should lose your ears for sin
Why did you last taste the sea
You should lose your tongue for me
How did you last smell the field
You should lose your nose to yield
What did you last touch the Earth
You should lose your hands, rebirth
But you will always have your eyes
I won’t relieve you of their guilt
I’ll make you open blinds
Don’t worry, you won’t die from what I’ve built
Slice through what’s in the way
I’ll drop your health for you
Sleep will continue to stay at bay ...
#murder
#death
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 11:56pm
26th Nov 2022 11:56pm
In The Beginning, There Was Dope, Money, And Then There Was Me
Hotel Nacional de Cuba
Havana, Cuba
Where the fuck is he!
Two more minutes than this fuck feels my steel heat
Impatiently waiting for my point, A man to deliver the fucking Keys
Been held up in this hotel room for days
Dodging the scent of the FBI, CIA, and the fucking DEA
Blackberry steadily vibrating
This better be this motherfucker, delays I ain’t anticipating
“Speak bitch.”
Caller reciting code name, pop pop for any suspected snitch
Where the fuck is my Dope!
You come...
Havana, Cuba
Where the fuck is he!
Two more minutes than this fuck feels my steel heat
Impatiently waiting for my point, A man to deliver the fucking Keys
Been held up in this hotel room for days
Dodging the scent of the FBI, CIA, and the fucking DEA
Blackberry steadily vibrating
This better be this motherfucker, delays I ain’t anticipating
“Speak bitch.”
Caller reciting code name, pop pop for any suspected snitch
Where the fuck is my Dope!
You come...
#drugs
#culture
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Vampyre497
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 1:36pm
26th Nov 2022 1:36pm
Sacrificial
You will be mine; I will own you
You will be mine; I will eat you
You will be mine; I can’t wait to have you
You will be mine; I will kill you
I cannot feel; your pain will entertain
I cannot feel; your fear’s in vain
I cannot feel; your hatred’s a game
I cannot feel; your ignorance shame
You will be my sacrificial
Your eyes are gifts but superficial
My taste does love your hiding mind
My love does taste of your killing bind
You will not move; I’ve done the work
You will not move; I no longer lurk
You will...
You will be mine; I will eat you
You will be mine; I can’t wait to have you
You will be mine; I will kill you
I cannot feel; your pain will entertain
I cannot feel; your fear’s in vain
I cannot feel; your hatred’s a game
I cannot feel; your ignorance shame
You will be my sacrificial
Your eyes are gifts but superficial
My taste does love your hiding mind
My love does taste of your killing bind
You will not move; I’ve done the work
You will not move; I no longer lurk
You will...
#murder
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
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Vampyre497
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2022 1:36pm
22nd Nov 2022 1:36pm
Killing Booth
My eye starts to twitch and my throat is dry
I need new beauty in a portfolio of mine
I want to suck, I want to drain
My tongue slithers for new red rain
I’ve got a hole in my thumb
I am tonight’s current sun
Seeping blood on my soul
And I am tomorrow’s foal
I’ve stalled long enough, I cannot wait
I’ll forego the use of typical bait
Maybe I’ll change, it’s time to adapt
I want more excitement from my trap
This time I won’t write myself in
No hints to help against my ragged grin
I don’t want to provide...
I need new beauty in a portfolio of mine
I want to suck, I want to drain
My tongue slithers for new red rain
I’ve got a hole in my thumb
I am tonight’s current sun
Seeping blood on my soul
And I am tomorrow’s foal
I’ve stalled long enough, I cannot wait
I’ll forego the use of typical bait
Maybe I’ll change, it’s time to adapt
I want more excitement from my trap
This time I won’t write myself in
No hints to help against my ragged grin
I don’t want to provide...
#murder
#abuse
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ohmy_engrish
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Poem Published
22nd Nov 2022 4:57am
22nd Nov 2022 4:57am
My name is,
v.1/
Woah, baby.
When did you, slide right into my lane?
Pause, replay.
A look-see near the back door,
Soon the tip of my tongue tasted like your last drink.
\pre-ch\
Can’t breathe, can’t seem, to speak,
When you’re onto me.
Against the wall, fingers reach in between.
You wanna believe that this is it,
You wanna believe all along I needed this.
Ooh~
/ch/
When every word you whisper washes over mine,
It don’t even matter if I wanna know why~
As soon as you knew it,
If I was...
Woah, baby.
When did you, slide right into my lane?
Pause, replay.
A look-see near the back door,
Soon the tip of my tongue tasted like your last drink.
\pre-ch\
Can’t breathe, can’t seem, to speak,
When you’re onto me.
Against the wall, fingers reach in between.
You wanna believe that this is it,
You wanna believe all along I needed this.
Ooh~
/ch/
When every word you whisper washes over mine,
It don’t even matter if I wanna know why~
As soon as you knew it,
If I was...
#identity
#FallingInLove
#confusion #sensual
#confusion #sensual
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 4:32am
20th Nov 2022 4:32am
Moving The Kilos...
Havana, Cuba
Moving the Kilos
Hum, who would ever suspect, a sexy stripper in tow
Moving currency from sunrise to sunset for you
You fuck me over, Glock and Beretta holes, your just due
Looking down at my platinum LadyJust Rolex
Then my Blackberry screen, no fucking text as of yet
Where the fuck is this nigga, who thinks his gangsta ass is John Gotti
Who assume I am beneath him, his crew just because I’m a butter rum hottie
On my way to meet my connection at the agreed private landing strip...
Moving the Kilos
Hum, who would ever suspect, a sexy stripper in tow
Moving currency from sunrise to sunset for you
You fuck me over, Glock and Beretta holes, your just due
Looking down at my platinum LadyJust Rolex
Then my Blackberry screen, no fucking text as of yet
Where the fuck is this nigga, who thinks his gangsta ass is John Gotti
Who assume I am beneath him, his crew just because I’m a butter rum hottie
On my way to meet my connection at the agreed private landing strip...
#drugs
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Vampyre497
Poem Published
19th Nov 2022 1:30pm
19th Nov 2022 1:30pm
Catching Up
His throat is gone, as if he missed
His hand still finished, barrel kissed
That makes it two, with missing toes
One less eye and broken bones
Clearly he knew when at the end
He forced himself to contend
There’s no DNA match, as if a ghost
We’ll have to wait, maybe he’ll boast
Dear all who think them smart
I flutter about, tearing apart
You seek and search, as if I’m near
I hope you simply sleep in fear
My whole plans have been executed
As if suicide were something to be betted
You trace a path that can’t be...
His hand still finished, barrel kissed
That makes it two, with missing toes
One less eye and broken bones
Clearly he knew when at the end
He forced himself to contend
There’s no DNA match, as if a ghost
We’ll have to wait, maybe he’ll boast
Dear all who think them smart
I flutter about, tearing apart
You seek and search, as if I’m near
I hope you simply sleep in fear
My whole plans have been executed
As if suicide were something to be betted
You trace a path that can’t be...
#murder
#abuse
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Vampyre497
Poem Published
18th Nov 2022 1:16pm
18th Nov 2022 1:16pm
Something to be Needed
I stare from my place across the room
I know what he will have to do
Start with the knife, it’s more fun
It is what I did, but mine is done
Kill because it’s not my hand
“Good job, son”; I’m not a fan
“Do your best”; I don’t get support
Nor praise for all my effort
What is my purpose; I don’t provide the gun
What is my reason; I don’t survive for anyone
What is my whole; I don’t have a self
What is my honesty; I’ve no hand to be dealt
As the knife cuts her cheek, tears turn red
She says “we’ll be fine”; five...
I know what he will have to do
Start with the knife, it’s more fun
It is what I did, but mine is done
Kill because it’s not my hand
“Good job, son”; I’m not a fan
“Do your best”; I don’t get support
Nor praise for all my effort
What is my purpose; I don’t provide the gun
What is my reason; I don’t survive for anyone
What is my whole; I don’t have a self
What is my honesty; I’ve no hand to be dealt
As the knife cuts her cheek, tears turn red
She says “we’ll be fine”; five...
#murder
#abuse
#confusion
#manipulation
#deception
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
18th Nov 2022 2:25am
18th Nov 2022 2:25am
We Got Their Compound Surrounded... Let’s Do This Gee
Gee, kill that light
You got it my Queen, this fuck about to get served since we bringing the gun fight
Have my crew to crash in and nobody moves until I say when
Fuck his ass up, make him bleed, and shoot his twin
These hustlers been getting away with some straight up bullshit
Stealing these Cartels’ dope
Reselling it for half price the pure cut, now ain’t that bout a bitch
My Queen, I think it’s youngsters inside
If so, aim high while I blindfold their eyes ...
You got it my Queen, this fuck about to get served since we bringing the gun fight
Have my crew to crash in and nobody moves until I say when
Fuck his ass up, make him bleed, and shoot his twin
These hustlers been getting away with some straight up bullshit
Stealing these Cartels’ dope
Reselling it for half price the pure cut, now ain’t that bout a bitch
My Queen, I think it’s youngsters inside
If so, aim high while I blindfold their eyes ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
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