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Best Poems From
MARCELLUS WATTS
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Remorse
The feeling of regret
The feeling that destroys like a Parasite
The feeling that is my only emotion
or so call “human” emotion
besides Pain, Sadness, Fear
Remorse is the Most hated Emotion to me
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when the Blood is on some ones hand
There pathetically emotionally weak
Regret fills there eyes
Pain, Fear and misery wells up in there heart
Showing how weak they are
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The Blood on my
Sickness, distance, and Happiness
filled up in my eyes
as I looked down at the sliced up Body
and it bled, the red liquid
it reflected in my eyes and I smiled at my work.
No remorse here
Karma died when I was 12
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Just Sadism, torture, Knives, traps.
No remorse when I blew up my boyfriends house
No regret when I lit fire to my girlfriends father
No Pain, Misery or sadness when I framed my Best friend
I just laughed when he was shot down
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Karma got me today, not with prison
Not with my mother sending me to the “Funny farm”
My father still floating in the sewer
Step dad, stopped drinking
Karma got me good.
It got me with my own emotions
Remorse I recoiled in regret and hate
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Hate that I had that emotion
Hate that I felt that weakness
Hate that the 25 people
in so called Heaven and hell
are laughing at me now...
Hate that I'm so f*cked up
Regret that I didn't take those pills
Regret not killing my Cat...
Hm...
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Remorse got me...Karma coming
After 3 bleeding year now 16
Karma coming
Guess I'm not that immune
I'm over self mutilation not 14 anymore
But Remorse is still here
My blood falls to the floor.
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And the lower half body of my ex Boyfriends falls
Sliced it in half, though he drugged me then rapped me
Still loved him, he couldn't tell.
Since I sliced him in half last thing he heard
“People like us belong in hell sweetie, we deserve to die”
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Remorse inside.
Sadness yes.
Fear No
Pain No
Regret yes,
Karma is still bullocks to me
Marcellus Watts
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Talking through written words
The words on paper
No matter if inscribed in ink or pencil marks
People will read them
People will give attention
People will try to read between the lines
The words put on paper
Always represent your thoughts
As you would say them
As if you were speaking
Voice and tone
People will understand
Some will not
No matter how it's written
Ranting
Reporting
Singing
Expressing
Explaining
Describing
They are your words
How you would say them
As if you were talking
You express something about the subject
No matter what it is
You're talking
Through the words you wrote
Silent but direct
Unheard but seen
Read and understood
Read and misunderstood
Opinion and fact
You're talking silently
Expressing yourself silently
Through writing
Marcellus Watts
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That Mask
That things that keeps you from me
that thing that grows
Hindering me and you in Life
driving me from your heart
Keeping me from your heart
The mask that makes you fake
the mask that gives you a fake smile
That mask that made you suffer
it drove me from you
it blocked me from you
that façade
I was your vent
I was your pen and pencil
you were my guide
you drove me to create art
I wrote art and you created it
That mask took away your canvas
it blocked and locked away your pencil
that mask became a cancer
slowly killing me and you
I'll break that mask
I'll save you myself
from that façade, that mask
Marcellus Watts
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That spot you missed
They changed me
And showed me a new me
I liked what I saw
I never believed it myself…..
Someday I’ll show them
That they missed a spot, and left
One thing, a shattered broken
Piece, a small remnant of that childish old smile
Someday I’ll show you
You wanted to see it….you’ll see it
That spot you missed you’ll see
I can be different, will be different…….
I am who I am, you’ll see.
That spot you missed….watch me
Marcellus Watts
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