Young-Artisy

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Believe In by Young-Artisy, literature

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Believe In

Its ultimately the angels versus the demons Can't stradle the crack Got a pick the side you believe in. One side is policing while the other side is freeman But the free comes with a price of headache, heartache, and diseases Greed, lies, and treason. Feet don't fail me now, im almost out of the region. Just follow the model till the end of the season This is my thoughts and reasons. Find something you believe in.

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Trill Shy the Quiet Guy by Young-Artisy, literature

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Believe In by Young-Artisy, literature

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Anxious. by rociobelindamendez, literature

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Anxious.

I retire from the crowd, feeling kinda strange. This anxiety is drowning me, somethings gotta change. I gotta get in my mind's soul and start to rearrange–– your confidence for my sadness, care for an exchange? This loneliness has company, Gaining on me subtly, I'm handing out custody, I'm left with nil––utterly. I think about tomorrow; wasting my today. Already feel broke, before I even gotta pay. I hear what I wanna hear, not what you have to say. Losing bits of self; as I try and make my way. This stressing is messing–– maybe it's a blessing; dressing up depressing. Trying to fool me, as it's assessi

Don't Step by Nevarware, literature

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Don't Step

Don’t step to me I may wear a frilly pink skirt, but I will TAKE YOU in a fight. Not even because I’m angry, I could just use the exercise In humility, so throw me your best haymaker, and I’ll take it, because I’ve never had a bone too beautiful to break it. No, throw me to the ground and I’ll memorise the sound because it’s profound that you think your pride can push ME around. They say words are the way to make a man break. But while you’re focussed on finding a phrase to prove your ego more great, you won’t see my hands palming your hate. Making mental memos of words, mementos of the curse.

From Time To Time. by KelaLewis-Morin, literature

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From Time To Time.

From Time To Time. Want to know the value of ten years? Why don’t you try asking a newly divorced couple? And see if they have any wasted tears. Want to know the value of three years? Why don’t you try asking an exhausted graduate? And see if they are ready to start their career. Want to know the value of nine months? Why don’t you try asking a distraught mum? And see if she misses her baby bump. Want to know the value of four weeks? Why don’t try asking someone who has been fired? And see if they like prospect of living on the streets. Want to know the value of an hour? Why don’t you try asking someone wh

Fortunate. by KelaLewis-Morin, literature

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Fortunate.

Fortunate. Eat up all your food, even the vegetables. Do you know how many kids who would die for your plate? Do not even think you are leaving the table. At this rate, you can forget about going out with your mates. But mamma even if I ate all my dinner they will still be starving. Eating all this food would not change that. If they were here right now, I would have no problem with halving. At least then it would feel like I gave back. Son, you do not understand me. Do you know how lucky you are to live the life you lead? To be able to refuse food so candidly. When these are things that kids in Africa desperately need. But Mamma... No

Hunting of the Job. by KelaLewis-Morin, literature

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Hunting of the Job.

Hunting of the Job. C.V after C.V. Praying for kind words from referees. Constant online submissions. Bolstering my employable ammunition. Researching and rewording. Hoping they will label me as deserving. In order to better my position. Forcefully financing a high level of optimism. Application after application. Attempting to obtain any occupation. Compromising my preferred industry. Approaching each interview cynically. Signing up to multiple agencies. Open windows and

Food Fight by chococatkittycat, literature

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Food Fight

During lunch today, There was a little fight. Everyone was throwing food, As if they were in a fright. There goes the pizza, The bananas, hot dogs, and rice, Flying across the room, Watch out! Here comes ice! The cafeteria had turned into a warzone, With food flying around. The principal had come in, To investigate the sound. No one had saw him, And they continued to fight. What the principal had saw was unbelievable, No it wasn’t alright. Someone threw a cherry pie, Which landed on his head. Now you have detention, And his face is really red.

Accidental Exchanges. by KelaLewis-Morin, literature

Unclassified. by KelaLewis-Morin, literature

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Unclassified.

Unclassified. I am not British nor am I English, I am a member of the planet earth. My skin is black making it hard to distinguish That I do not belong to any specific turf. Although my passport may say otherwise And there may be boxes I am forced to tick. My Continental ties are instrumental in their eyes. Just like you, I am vulnerable to stones and sticks. My hair may be curly and my nose may be wide But my extremities are bound to any communal cemetery. If you would be willing to compare a picture of our insides. You will see that our differences are purely elementary. Yet you are conditioned to see me as incompatible And this mispl

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

June 24
United States
Deviant for 12 years
He / Him

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My Bio

The Bio: I'm Kaylan G, 19, with paper, pens, and pencils.

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Any Genre

Favourite Writers

Walter Dean Myers, Sharon Draper

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PS3

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Traditional Arts, Pens, Pencils, Markers

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flying

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Young-Artisy

Nov 16, 2012

Chill

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Wrote them two papers in ten days... now back to chilling and procrastinating.

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Young-Artisy

Nov 7, 2012

Start of November

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I couldn't become a rapper because my thoughts wouldn't come fast enough. So I became a poet, once I thought it was once I wrote it. -2 Papers due in ten days flow