Bridges


So I guess I didn't burn those bridges just quite yet.
The thought of them makes me cringe.
Cutting themselves with the ridge of a syringe.



Crushed


I don't see the rush.
Maintaining my silent hush.
It makes me blush.
The way my soul is crushed.


Discard


He cheated on me with some drunk chick from a bar.
But that's not even how far.
I could never let down my guard.
He made my life so hard.
Just this one person I took way too long to discard.




Second Obama


Reaching out to Mr. Barack Obama on virtual world crime



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Maybe


Maybe if I was younger
thinner
Not so bitter
Never burnt dinner
Maybe if I was Funner
cuter
wasn't a loser
Maybe if I was nearer
clearer
Maybe if I was stronger
taller
smaller
Maybe