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LOC: Denver, CO
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: September 18
LOC: Denver, CO
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: September 18
Hey, the name’s David.
I try to keep thing’s interesting.
I love spoken word/slam poetry with a few random writtings thrown in the mix I’m definatly not the best speller but I’m workin on it.
Let me know what you think =]
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I guess I’m asking questions that haven’t found their answers yet And it’s hard enough to choke up and think of what you can’t remember. The people say who know what they knew in a home made of a shoe beat to a childhood rhyme we find that talking in circles is what lets us go. I’ve pressed a lot of buttons and still can’t feel you while I beat my mumbles into a box to keep myself from letting go I find one day point A & B will meet and ...
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I broke my nose today Who knows if it wasn't some fate of word play that my flesh should've be ground into the streets I walk everyday just trying to find myself even though my ideas meet the cement of my flesh these metaphors are drilled into me like surgically inserted staples to keep myself from falling apart. I can think of a Hundred and Twenty ways of how I should've done it over again, to keep myself from falling vitcim of shock and awe when my face met the ground in a b...
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I broke my nose today Who knows if it wasn't some fate of word play that my flesh shouldn't be ground into the streets I walk everyday just trying to find myself even though my ideas meet the cement of my flesh these metaphors are drilled into me like surgically inserted staples to keep myself from falling apart. I can think of a Hundred and Twenty ways of how I should of done it over again, to keep myself from falling vitcim of shock and awe when my face met the ground in a b...
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Sometimes my words get caught up in my facial hair and inbetween my teeth and while my thoughts get tounge tied, I've finally found the words to fit it all through, I love you. Bite size edible and hopefully not to hard to swallow. I can get it out just before I throw up from being nervous or inbetween love filled sobs because I know I could write something like, "You're beauty is only comparable to that of the moon." Or I can fit you into the words of some rap toon and say wit...
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I’d rather sit on the subway and find out all the different ways there are for people to live their lives than just looking in on my own I’d rather sit and talk about a stranger’s life and learn about their theories of life than go to Time Square and discover that time really is irrelevant and you really are just one small person in a sea of people even while poor preacher MC’s rhyme the line’s that God loves and know you. And while others are selling it some peo...
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It's hard for me to try and find what this poem may be about. I clearly get the mideavil refrences but oddly found myself straying back to Monty Pyonthon's A quest for a holy grail while reading this. I like the rythme scheme in some phrases such as And if you swim across the moat, survive the traps, and do not gloat But I wish you would go a little deeper in to the explaniation of somethings. I feel like I can't really understand what the messege is with the material given, but with a little...
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