Wash Off Poems - Poems about Wash Off

...maybe you didn’t physically touch my skin, but the evil in your eyes when you would look in my direction was enough to make it crawl. you may not have laid your fingertips on my innocent body, b......

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...wind, come surround me with your timeless gust. freshen up my number body so i can move again sun, direct your rays to unfreeze my brain. lighten up my clouded mind so i can be reasonable again ......

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...No! you weren’t born to be beaten raped chained to a life bloodstained ingrained with pain wordless worthless voiceless choiceless No! you can’t live being beaten raped chained to a ......

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...The night I met you, I was deeply afraid, terrified, my nerves were badly frayed. I pulled you from the party crowd. My confidence, you allowed. I cried to you. I wasn't proud. We both had t......

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... A new tomato burst beneath a blade, its juice streaking my wrist, mimicry of something I swore off years ago. Seeds scatter like liquid mercury across the cutting board, smallest ......

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...Giant balls of tumbleweed were blowing down the main street And off the Sierra Nevada mountains there blew a fine sleet It was late December in the old Western town of Milton Creek Preparation......

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...When I was a kid, pistachios Had shells they dyed bright red And sure enough, that color To your fingers quickly spread. It didn’t wash off easily, But left a tell-tale clue About what you’d ......

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...I went home wearing my dinner. I had egg all over my face. Something I said had made her see red And she dumped spaghetti over my head. Maybe I should have said “Sorry” But she quickly stormed f......

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...Everyone has heard the stories; The ones where we fall. Relapse in our history Now we just try to stay strong. Families broken And children hurt All because we wanted to do something That pav......

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...All good deeds stem from a belief That we can effect change and bring relief To people in need or those in grief Hope gives us motive, to be brief Eternal springs hope in the human breast T......

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...Sovereign or martyr thus gravitas none dolorous, dirge has keyed the grave motif to your succubus, organs glistening as the innards burst vile viscera, to bite on carbon release hammers sledge Inv......

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...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 5 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ Epilogue The spaceship’s crew - three man size shrews - paced slowly fore to aft Stanley......

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...Heard my grandchildren the other day, “We’re bored to death” is all they could say, There just isn’t anything for us to do. That got me to thinking about how, the troubles that these youngsters h......

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...There’s tons of fun things you can do on the farm, like bucking bales of hay or cleaning the barn. Or milking the cows and feeding the chickens, working the garden where the beans need picking. ......

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...If peace was like a river then it would not be peace It would just be a shiver that is mistaken for bliss All the cataract's all the wavers,it would not cease for your pleas Shouts and screams cha......

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