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With all due respect
Please accept the representation you receive
The truth through me,
Please accept the representation you receive
The truth through me,
My writing,
impressively.
Your mind I feed.
In order for you to agree..
You must read.
Not always literal,
Your mind I feed.
In order for you to agree..
You must read.
Not always literal,
for your pleasure,
touching your temper.
I rather not write in spite of what you feel.
My honesty real.
Set with imagination.
There is no hesitation,
I rather not write in spite of what you feel.
My honesty real.
Set with imagination.
There is no hesitation,
no boundaries,
no locks.
I reveal all.
Past times show my willingness to rewind on every step of my life.
You can see this very tribulation within my eyes.
No need to fight that feeling,
I reveal all.
Past times show my willingness to rewind on every step of my life.
You can see this very tribulation within my eyes.
No need to fight that feeling,
If you feel me.
Poems 1,2,3
How instant simple words can fill up a sheet.
Like music,
Poems 1,2,3
How instant simple words can fill up a sheet.
Like music,
So deep.
I strip down, just for you to relate.
I hate to instigate,
I strip down, just for you to relate.
I hate to instigate,
But I do.
Written on my walls are many stories
How about you?
My hands are my weapons,
My words too.
I’ve lived so much, my time touched by many.
My pains many.
My sins heavy.
Written on my walls are many stories
How about you?
My hands are my weapons,
My words too.
I’ve lived so much, my time touched by many.
My pains many.
My sins heavy.
My mouth deadly…
So take, what I say at stake.
In order to diagnosis my mind.
Each of us must find that inner poet inside.
I’ve found mine.
In going through loss-
The loss of my innocence punctured.
Painted a display through my promiscuity
So take, what I say at stake.
In order to diagnosis my mind.
Each of us must find that inner poet inside.
I’ve found mine.
In going through loss-
The loss of my innocence punctured.
Painted a display through my promiscuity
Relationships ending,
I was fending on my own.
All alone.
But I’ve picked up my dragging feet.
Suicide not an option for me.
Jesus Christ my belief.
Life is too short.
“We have to be able to criticize what we love, say what we have to sayâ€
In order to pave the way.
Not all that is written are fairy tales.
Such tall tales.
For children, those stories stay dusty on the shelf.
My cradles in my grave.
After all of this
I’ll be Notorious under one name.
This foundation I’ve built
With my artistic translations
Never do I ask that you accept
The invitation to enter my world
You become saturated with metaphors and
Music notes,
Enough to stroke the vibrations inside of your head
I put myself out there for you.
But I don’t care if you understand.
Poetry is my relevance.
I put myself out there for you.
But I don’t care if you understand.
Poetry is my relevance.
-Desiree Chavez
