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A minor soul - A poet
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I'm on Instagram as @minor7soul. Install the app to follow my photos and videos. https://instagram.com/download/?r=4627093785
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2017-08-29 22:12
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poetry
9y
Interlude by me
This is Me Not a stranger To rejection I was pushed away From their sights My existence Had been denied And I was buried Before my time What a struggle To wrestle Just to be noticed What a battle To fight
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I walked the streets
walking the streets not trying to get from A to B. I walk the street so can learn and see, who is really a, friend to me. some come and put their lift arm around my neck acting like I am a brother but
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9y
FLOWER
Faded pictures forming inside of my mind I try to read between the lines But sometimes The memories get the best of me You were my destiny The first time that I made love Without it being sexually I wish
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Where have all the sparrows gone
where have all the sparrows gone why dont i see them anymore where have all the sparrows gone what has happened to them all i used to go the park every single day i would here the sparrows singing i would
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9y
HER ONLY CRIME WAS LOVE
The faithful Goddess, chained, and bound for an unthinkable crime, for as she lies in her filthy waist, she screams her innocents time, after time. And as she ponders the last days of her life, in her
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9y
BORN TO SUFFER
While searching for the meaning of life, I stumbled and fell into a pit of strife. There, I found venomous snakes and spiders. Bankruptcy, disease, and poison cider. Not only was there no way out, no one
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9y
GIVE ME
Give me... Give me a paper And a pen, Let me narrate The story of your pain; To the rising smoke And to the falling rain. Give me... Give me the radiance Of your light-covered smile, And let me paint the
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9y
LIFE IS LOGIC.
Our dreams is to start a life without obstruction, where as we've forgotten the first obstructions we met during birth. the first challage is race, 1st out of million did you find its your opinion? Maybe
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9y
~BEYOUND~ (when i die)
BEYOND(WHEN I DIE) I never did this before Lie and still feel alive Hide and still see there eyes A story is told About the person i need the most I need me. I need me to find me a place to rest A place
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poetry
9y
Where nothing devide
O beloved, There is a world above these walls, Seek that now And meet me there. There is no religion, No borders, Nothing that divides us, No limits forced onto us, Nothing that reduces us in anyway, There
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9y
Dark side poetry
Everybody has a face, but no one has a name. all I want is to have a place, where no one is to be blame. Everybody turns to look but no one really cares. They say they can read you like a book, but then
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poetry
9y
steemit madness
Hey my nigga steemit, I love you like a bro but still I'm a keep it real with you, I mean you look good when I see you but what's the deal with them views. I mean what does it take to get a post a click
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dtube
9y
It's early skate
Good morning. Hello steemians, it's your fellow @mah7 again 7am today, I was at the government house street doing the skate thing so full of fun. I was encouraged by the last post, and how it keep growing
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dtube
9y
My first day skating
Hello steemit, this is me on a loan street, I spent my weekend skating. I've been wanting to purchase one but couldn't, and their I end up making a DIY skateboard. Then I think I should shear this with
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dtube
9y
The minor soul
@ tia restaurant in China. I say Chaun saun to u all π
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9y
NEPA
Dark nights, hot days: You spoil our fun and ruin our plays The fridge is warm, the stove is cold Hunger in the house is strong and bold You come and go, you go and come unsure, unstable, like a dizzy
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story
9y
Life is full of nice people
Turning back to my blog just about to tell a story between me and this man (Mr Keith). But before I start lemme give honor to whom honor is suppose to be with at this moment I present to you #NED SCOOT
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poem
9y
β My pen β
Good morning guys I woke up this beautiful Giving all praise to my lord. This Morning am hoping To be Writing a poem about my pen. Enjoy β Between my fingers and My thumb it rests so quiet but never dumb
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photography
9y
Setting sun
The light of a setting β sun is like the wind blown away, it disappear quckely -mah7
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life
9y
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Hold a true friend and donβt let go. True friend comes once in a lifetime. Friend of life
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