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ABOUT ME
I’m a college bound prep
Without my own clique,
I’m a country born boy,
I aint no dang hick!
I’m an emo of course,
But I never do cut,
A jock perhaps,
Without all the strut.
I’m a drama-type nerd
Who doesn't like acting,
A computer geek
That’s bad at subtracting.
I’m certainly gothic
Just afraid of the night,
I’m a punk I am sure,
Who never will fight.
I’m an urban gentleman
Without nice attire,
A real pyrotechnic
Who quite dislikes fire.
I’m a liberal weenie
With a cross my motif,
I'm a straight edge rocker,
But I like my beef.
I’m a slacker you see,
With little indiscretion,
A poet with not enough
Crippling depression.
An artistic soul
That can’t paint for beans,
An aspiring writer
Not on nicotine.
I am not competitive!
(I hate to be last),
I have self esteem issues,
But my mind is quite fast.
I love to travel,
But miss my old home,
I hate to sound prideful,
Yet I’m writing this poem.
I’m a thinker, a hoper,
A prayer, a moper,
A modern musician
Who loves a mortician
I’m straight but accepting
Christian un-rejecting
If you find a label that describes me
Please be sure and notify me.
~Hans
I’m a college bound prep
Without my own clique,
I’m a country born boy,
I aint no dang hick!
I’m an emo of course,
But I never do cut,
A jock perhaps,
Without all the strut.
I’m a drama-type nerd
Who doesn't like acting,
A computer geek
That’s bad at subtracting.
I’m certainly gothic
Just afraid of the night,
I’m a punk I am sure,
Who never will fight.
I’m an urban gentleman
Without nice attire,
A real pyrotechnic
Who quite dislikes fire.
I’m a liberal weenie
With a cross my motif,
I'm a straight edge rocker,
But I like my beef.
I’m a slacker you see,
With little indiscretion,
A poet with not enough
Crippling depression.
An artistic soul
That can’t paint for beans,
An aspiring writer
Not on nicotine.
I am not competitive!
(I hate to be last),
I have self esteem issues,
But my mind is quite fast.
I love to travel,
But miss my old home,
I hate to sound prideful,
Yet I’m writing this poem.
I’m a thinker, a hoper,
A prayer, a moper,
A modern musician
Who loves a mortician
I’m straight but accepting
Christian un-rejecting
If you find a label that describes me
Please be sure and notify me.
~Hans
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READ THIS FROM ME
Golden slumber - 2010-06-08
Piano Girl (2) - 2010-04-19
Get thee behind me, Siren (1) - 2009-08-19
Street journey: allegory - 2009-06-02
Playground (back again) - 2008-12-20
Mr. Hyde (4) - 2008-11-06
Venus (you flytrap) (2) - 2008-10-24
I wish I could control you (a puppeteers poem) (1) - 2008-09-26
Lost again - 2007-11-05
MY TEXTS, Archive 71 Texts
I hardly think we're not alone(song) - 2008-09-24
Words fail me...Again (3) - 2008-09-19
Miss Silver - 2008-09-18
Inside empty arms (2) - 2008-09-11
written in the margins (3) - 2008-09-10
Dystopia (take me home) (1) - 2008-09-06
life has many roads, yes? (1) - 2008-09-03
Fame and glory? I'll take my meatloaf (3) - 2008-09-01
What its really like (4) - 2008-08-21
Dona eis requiem (give them peace) (6) - 2008-08-20
hardly much of a storefront - 2008-08-19
ich vermisse Sie,i miss you (song) (6) - 2008-08-18
Black magnet (song) (5) - 2008-08-08
Maybe i'll catch fire - 2008-08-04
Lying to keep your eyes open (2) - 2008-07-31
Help me escape.. - 2007-11-25
And now for something different.. (1) - 2007-11-22
Tripping (I'm back) - 2007-11-19
Hiding behind a veil are you? - 2007-11-06
Lost again - 2007-11-05
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