i_am_not_a_poet
sans nom the words still cling to my teeth they grow on my lips the taste of them like shadows of a parting kiss 030928
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oldEphebe yea ya are
even though a rue poet would assume the egoless state of mind..that you have..
for me its the only way to keep whatever dregs of inspiration pure from the poison of my own intemperate, self-congratulatory ego..

but yeah nom or not nom your are definately a poet
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nom a_poet_lives_within_my_soul
she would die without the world
to nourish
she would die
if it wasn't
for this feast
this elegant restaurant
harmony of faces
i am not a poet
i_am_not
a poet

i_miss
eye_aim
i_shoo_it
aye_ska_ore


smiles
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grendel and if i am,
i didn't know it
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sixteen poets_are_stupid 030929
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Perplexlypuzzled It doesn't take much to be a poet. Write down what you honestly think, be it "Fuck the world" or "I love my mommy". If you have more than 4 words in it and you like it, call it a poem and the world will love you. It doesn't take much to be a poet.

Oh look, I made a poem. ^_^

By the way, poetry.com works wonders on a persons home mailing system.. The post office will hate you and everyone else will stand in awe of your "Accomplishments".
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unknown poet The Uncertainty of the Poet

I am a poet.
I am very fond of bananas.

I am bananas.
I am very fond of a poet.

I am a poet of bananas.
I am very fond,

A fond poet of 'I am, I am' -
Very bananas,

Fond of 'Am I bananas,
Am I?' - a very poet.

Bananas of a poet!
Am I fond? Am I very?

Poet bananas! I am.
I am fond of a 'very'.

I am of very fond bananas
Am I a poet?
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Perplexlypuzzled I would say so... 031014
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Death of a Rose they confront me, saying i am one of those, words mixed, meaning transposed.

why do they, torment me,
bring me upon blood spilled,
dust shattered,
hermit thetherd.

i am not a poet,
constant chaos is my ilk,
i don't think,
they do not know.

bearlike in my feeding.
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Doar shite...tethered...i think...

ah...what the fookin mushmishhash.

.

time to wrrap up.
strap..

how many back spaces can a man take?
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oE i guess as many as neccessary in order for him/me to wake up the dead life within him...wait..i must pause to procure my chamoise cloth to fastidiously buff my bathroom mirror..i'll be right back... 040114
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! ...then the least you could do is shut up. 040115
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silentbob i am a boy who writes poetry 040116
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oldephebe awww..my poor wittle feelings are hoit..

interestingly enough..though that brings me to a point that i had abandoned several months ago in these pages..what exactly is an argumentative performative..certainly not a declarative..although some declaritives can be or function as an argumentative performative..no wait no it can't..i meant to say some declaratives can posses qualitites of a directed speech act..ah..i ju..
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oE sb - i've read some of your poetry on your site and ah it's really good stuff..yep.. 040116
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hurt_consumer Nothings new nothings fine
you played with this anguished heart of mine
I love you and hate you at the same time
the guilty live and the innocence die
i'll make you bleed and i'll make you cry
nothings fine nothings new
i would bleed eternally for you
but who knew it would be so soon?
we went together so perfectly
until you went and betrayed me
I know for sure I don't need you
I'm over it and over you
there's nothing left to say or do
but goodbye ;
but remember nothings new and nothings fine even tho we ran out of time
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unhinged it's the same stupid shit people

i have books of it at home

is a vain whining fixated idiot who cannot get over the same shit she was stuck on when she first came here (blah blah blah....i don't hear myself anymore...blah blah)
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monee i am nothing but what i am i am
am i am i what but nothing am i
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