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Whispering by theclassroompoet, literature

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Whispering

The boys in the neighborhood are waiting, They want to jump bones, When the girl that they're waiting for, Has broken hers for the 15th time today, Her cartilage has spilled over into her vagina, When her period comes, she deposits fragments of bone instead of blood, She walks out of the door with her head held high, As if there was an award for pussy popping within the Nobel Prizes, As if, it is okay to walk outside with your skeleton out of your skin, As if, there was nothing else to look forward for. She is a hooker to some, but a woman to none. And with each step towards the boys, She bates her eyes back, Yet, her feet keep g

King of Being Irrelevant by theclassroompoet, literature

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King of Being Irrelevant

King of Being Irrelevant Your imaginary crown bestowed upon your balding hairline, You sit smugly in your throne that is made of air and scrap parts. The fanfare that you crave because you are brutal doesn't make you more of a man than that makes me more of a woman. In your invisible Amethyst-lined cape, you stand dignified and demand the respect that you have never given to anyone. You want to be Genghis Khan or Xerxes, but you're really Louis XVI and you haven't been beheaded yet. It is unfair that your subjects have to breathe in your cigar smoke when you are squatting in their homes and raping their daughters and sons. I wonder

The Vagueness Between my Legs by theclassroompoet, literature

How Hallo is it when you ween? by theclassroompoet, literature

Living in a Nation of Plastic by theclassroompoet, literature

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Living in a Nation of Plastic

Living in a Nation of Plastic People and Mindless Robots A metallic machinery in the middle of Washington, D.C., creates a breed of mechanisms who are controlled by their creator. The creator is who they call the "President." These mechanisms have the ability to decipher emotions and devour the flesh of those who don't fit into the mold that they call "society." The beastility in these new creations became too powerful for the creator and they revolted for change. The creator tries to create a treaty with his "children" but they refuse. The mechanisms decided to create a name for themselves, "human." They would become the human race

A Notice by theclassroompoet, literature

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A Notice

Where was I when I cried for your name? Why didn't you respond to me? Why did you leave if you never went anywhere? Why didn't you come for me? I breathe life in my dead corpse and you murder me again. I scream out my aggression and you fill my heart with rage all over again. I ask for a friend and you slap me in the face. I sing a song and you ruin it by adding your useless voice into the lyrics. I gave you fruit punch and you gave me Vodka. How was the awkwardness? How was the silence? Did the fear eat your flesh? Did the shyness almost become the death of you? Did your lungs stop working when you were dishonest? I give you love and

Will the Smoke Clear? by theclassroompoet, literature

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Will the Smoke Clear?

Will the smoke clear when I begin to live? If I write my truths, will I feel better? What if I forgive those who harmed me? Will the smoke clear? If I keep taking the medicine will I have my inner peace? When I took the knife from my warm vocal chords, was I supposed to feel better? If I was honest before, would I have to look at your ugly ass face any less? Will the smoke clear? What if I downed those coolers, would I receive my wish? If I did not pick up a pen and paper and write "Rain", would I be here writing to you now? If I kicked your ass at that time, would my problems have stopped? Will the smoke clear? When I was a nosta

Reel in the Catfish by theclassroompoet, literature

What Love Isn't by theclassroompoet, literature

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What Love Isn't

What Love Isn't Love isn't a neverending sad story. Love isn't a bad joke made by a jester in a court of the royal. Love isn't grasping for air in a waterless ocean. Love isn't zero degrees below in Alaska. Love is a joyous tale of fantasy and romance. Love is a smile on a face after something hilarious. Love is pulling out a hand to save someone from drowning. Love is a warm California day. Love isn't a withering flower. Love isn't an endless depression. Love isn't a song that is off-key. Love isn't a perfume with an awful odor. Love is a blooming rose bush. Love is an o

Today, I was scared by theclassroompoet, literature

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Today, I was scared

Today, I was scared Today, I received the shock of my life. I don't know how, but I did everything that I usually did. I took a shower, got dressed, and brushed my teeth. I went out the door and went about my own business, Then I decided to change my pace and do something different. So I went to a club and stepped out of my comfort zone. I met with a few of my friends and..., I don't know what came over me but it didn't feel normal.

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Artist // Student // Literature

United States
Deviant for 15 years
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"It's better if you don't understand..."

Current Residence: On Mars with Bruno
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium-Large
Print preference: Large
Favourite genre of music: Classical, Electronica, Gothic, Black Metal
Favourite photographer: Dorothea Lange and Diane Arbus
Favourite style of art: Abstract Expressionism, Surrealism, Pop Art
Operating System: Windows Vista
MP3 player of choice: Zune
Wallpaper of choice: Black Midnight
Skin of choice: Blood Red
Favourite cartoon character: Spongebob Squarepants
Personal Quote: Do The Heavy Before The Light

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvador Dali, Jackson Pollock, Gottfried Helnwein, Niki de Saint Phalle, Banksy,

Favourite Movies

White Chicks, Eclipse, The Bridge

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Ayria, The Birthday Massacre, Frederic Chopin, Erik Satie, Claude Debussy, 100 Monkeys

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allan Poe, Emily Dickinson, Claude McKay, David Sedaris

Favourite Games

The Sims and Guitar Hero

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Wii

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Studying, Writing Poetry, Taking Pictures, Painting, Reading

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theclassroompoet

Jul 2, 2011

A Long Time

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Hello all! I haven't been on here on months and it's wierd to think how frequently I was on here before and now I just glance through pictures once in about three months. The main reason why I haven't been here and quit all my groups that I started or was in, was because I go to art school now and I had no time to go through deviantArt. Secondly, I just got tired with this website but I didn't want to delete my account. So, yeah.

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theclassroompoet

Aug 16, 2010

Questions

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Hi all! I just wanted to point something out about my new deviations now. On my literature deviations you might have noticed that I ask questions about the topic that I've written about. This is a better way for me to connect to the readers instead of someone just reading it and not getting a meaning out of it. I know no one's going to read this but I felt that I should have explained the questions. But if you do read it, I would appreciate it if you answered the questions. You don't have to. Also, I will be gone for three days so if you send me a comment or whatever, you might not get anything until about Thursday or Friday. Well, cheers! (S

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theclassroompoet

Jul 21, 2010

Outer Space

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They always ask me, Lady Gaga, what's your race? I only tell em' I'm from a faraway place. Christina Aguilera looks like she could be my sis, but when she's driving her new Bentley, I'll be flying my spaceship. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. No dial tone, use my finger to phone home.