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Some of my translationThank you, this is actually the english translation of a song i love. I love translating songs a lot.
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Some of my translationAprilR, your sensitivity, your self-awareness, and your mindfulness surrounds your words here. WONDERFUL!- Coxhere
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Ignore thisThank you for caring. I ended up making another therapy appointment. I also sort of don't care about getting fired anymore, i made peace with it...
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Ignore thisWhat other alternatives do you have? Would you please let us know what you decide and what you do?
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Looking back at what I've written,
It sounds to me like I was smitten.
With self denial and total disgust,
It seems it's only myself I distrust.
Most of these rhymes just sound like excuses,
To justify my continued abuses.
There! I've just done it, once again,
Repeating a boring and trite...
Oh goodness I'm onto page three.
This blog's a mistake I now see.
Should I just keep writing,
Endlessly fighting,
To produce a sweet repartee?
--==oOo==--
Disconcerting rhymes are my forte,
Writing another is like a sortie.
Except they ain't planned with precision,
Rather writ bad and read...
Oh my gosh it's getting bad,
What am I going to do?
My inspirations fading,
It's left me in a stew.
It's my own damn fault y'know,
For ranting far too much.
Using all my topics up,
Drifting out of touch.
The answer's finding more to learn,
And process then spew back.
I need some motivation,
A...
I'm doing this far too much,
Could it be it's become a crutch?
Pumping out bile,
With nary a smile,
And totally out of touch.
I just chart death and disaster,
Unpleasantness writ ever faster.
Disturbing verses,
Eliciting curses,
And patched with sticking plaster.
Maybe putting myself down...
I knew of a few people who treat intelligence above any other character trait. My dad was raised in such a family, he was called a retard and that he would not be able to get good marks on the university exams. He still speaks so proudly that he got first place and how that "showed his dad" But...
So my headache has lessened a little but still have nausea and fatigue. I am def. going swimming tomorrow though, i will not back out again!
Apart from that, i am still waiting for a while before i find another job bc i am still scared they will call my employer and he will be displeased with...
When you open your eye's and look,
What is it that you see?
Are you taking in all of the data,
Are you viewing base reality?
If you think so then you're deluded,
I'm sorry to have to suggest.
It may seem the greatest cam in the world,
But daguerreotype at it's best.
In fact if you could...
As I went on my walk I asked if I could find something. My guides asked me what I wanted to find. I laughed to myself as I did not know, and thought perhaps I should've known before asking.
I jokingly asked to find a treasure. As I carried on walking I found a large bird of prey feather.
I...
It's lucky this website has blog's.
'cos I'm outpouring cat's and dog's.
If posting in forum,
I'd spoil the decorum,
And then it would only rain frog's.
So what's in the news today?
Something on which I can say.
It's all so dire,
The country's on fire,
And violence now is the play.
Who's...
Lovely DeSantis and nice Mr Abbott,
Revealed they have a nasty habit.
On a day when temperatures reached their highest,
They showed the people they're totally biased.
Cancelling laws that protected workers,
'cos the industry said they were only shirkers.
Who needs a rest break at forty degree's...
I don't call it poetry or prose,
I know it lacks good timing.
It's certainly isn't a rose,
It's more like whining while rhyming!
But as long as I say it first,
It stops all the others from same.
It slakes the insult thirst,
And only plays into my game.
But maybe that makes me the loser,
And...
I need a cure to stop this rhyming,
Or up the wall I'll soon be climbing.
What's the cause that makes it happen,
Even sometimes when I'm crappin'.
If I'm out and walking roun',
Then I cannot write it down.
Within seconds it's all gone,
But replaced by another one!
Is it a curse or is it a...
The muse is with me once again,
A shame for you it just means pain.
Today my thoughts have all been pooling,
Reading that lot must be grueling.
Where it comes from who can say,
I absolve myself that way.
It's not me, I vainly plead,
Stab me not, for I do bleed.
It's the voices, they're to blame...
Who likes going on journey's?
Queuing with luggage on gurney's.
Getting the squirts,
And how that hurts,
And needing some legal attorneys.
A holiday's bound for disaster,
Just ask a weather forecaster.
The airports will strike,
The prices will hike,
And the bed's will be cold alabaster.
And...
There once was an autistic man,
Who came up with a useful plan.
He climbs up a steeple,
To avoid all the people,
Staying up there as long as he can.
The problem with neural diversity,
Is it causes too much adversity.
Cognitive conditions,
Are neural munitions,
For those who live in perversity...
I shed some tears,
Down the years,
But really not all that many.
Not nearly enough,
I seemed to act tough,
Like I just couldn't give a ha'penny.
But reality is,
The more that I whizz,
Thru emotional moments sans feelings.
I get in a tizz,
No analysis,
Will help the pain with some healing.
How...