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Erratic
My thoughts are erratic. My minds in a panic. Let me tell you the truth, my anxiety is through the roof. Do i tie my heart with a noose and let my love... -
Censorship
My words are held captive
It's poetic malpractice
Man these devils been active
I'm exposing their tactics
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P.M.S. (Poor Me Syndrome)
Look, what I made you do
You're so vendictive, this is true
Take your meds, I'm sick of you
Go to bed, I'm tired of you
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The Beauty Of The Dark
The beauty of the Dark...
On the green, in the dark, lying down leisurely,
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Powder
she snorts her powder like a slow dance...
with beauty, grace, and romance
the tune she hums while cutting her lines
brings her back to -
Depression
Detached from my surroundings, living as if I am dead, hiding from the world anticipating the end
Emotionally unbalanced numb from the inside out... -
The Fifth Chamber
I recently re-connected with a friend who I had not seen for over 40 years. I was saddened to learn...
that her husband had died of cancer when her -
Give Me a Reason
Look what you’ve done to me....
You drained me of life,
and still I know
you craved the sound
of my heart breaking.
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Let Your Wings Unfold
Let your wings unfold…
what are you hiding
underneath that angelic smile?
You’re an icon of beauty,
a calling of faith.... -
Healed
I will wait for you.
Our hearts are tied
to each other,
and our bond shall never
be broken.
We’re two broken... -
How Do You
You have eyes
that see right through me.
But still,
you’re here.
Unafraid of what you’ve seen.
I’m jealous... -
Revolving Doors
Revolving Doors
We’ll try again, one more time before
We try again; then perhaps close that door
That’s revolving within with no... -
Straight & Strong
Straight and Strong – that sure was me,
when I was young – it’s how I’d pee.
Knock a can off any rock,
I was king around my...Last edited by BobGrantKC; 09-21-2016, 04:36 AM. -
The First Time.
The first time I showed him my poetry he told me it was beautiful like the way my face shines when I look up at the sun and he said that knew it came... -
