outlawedoutbreak
outlawedoutbreak
Forsaken, Forgotten, Without any love
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sideblog for rbing and posting the many things of all cowpoke, mainly poetry. enjoy
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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*old southern cowboy drawl* listen, pardner. this bed IS big enough for the both of us so come cuddle already
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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Hawta Mahmood
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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a lone ranger.
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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I'm just a poor, wayfairing stranger
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outlawedoutbreak · 1 year ago
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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I hate how acknowledging unfairness in the world is seen as "childish". Maybe children are right. I don't think you should be proud of the fact that you've become complacent with the state of your miserable existence and took on this loser "it is what it is" mentality. Things can be better.
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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neigh
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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Storm Riders by Glenn Dean (x)
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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unforgiven.
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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Not a day goes by where Im not thinking about these two poems
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like come ONN.
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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Teeth Are Coming In, Lev Verlaine.
Published in Ergi Press.
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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I don’t want to settle down with you, I was just hoping you and I could run amok. 
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outlawedoutbreak · 2 years ago
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He had eyes like you could bottle sunlight, distill it into liquor, and drink yourself stumbling drunk.
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