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Best Poems Written by John Smith

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Parallel Parking

Parallel parking on a private stow
For every row there was a foreign road  
Waiting for night, my thoughts roam
Straightforward, straight towards her

To...say.. find another, another home
Goodbye my lover, goodbye my love

A voicemail harping and a dial tone, 
Went to your door yet no one's home
And all my beliefs lay there on your wreath, 
Intertwined with stems and leaves
Fastened to a... ring

Goodbye Hanna, goodbye home
Goodbye forever, forever I'll roam

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The Accountant

I've been an accountant, since I received my degree
And I wake around seven, with a fake grin and coffee

So I drive to the office, to watch time past by
Will there be time for travel, will there be time for life

Will I be blessed with a women...One quick with a line?
Her breath on my neck with a faint trace of wine

So I take the long way, with the screnery of sprawl
From the shopping on Quivira, to the center off Nall
Life is but a whisper, that gets lost in the sound
Of the constant highway chatter and the daily go-round

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One Plus One Equals Three

my parents lied to me
one plus one equals three
for when we get together
soon enough comes another

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Cheating

rhymezone is cheating
thesaurus annoying
A lying recruiter
my words come
from the f---ing computer

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Purple

I will write a poem tonight
even if it is this simple

There was once a girl I liked
it turns out her name was Purple

She listened to clocks at night
sitting underneath a steeple

Oh I wonder if one might
realize she was a squirrel

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Lies and Manipulation

as I write
my fingers type
but do I think
of what I write?

for when I think 
I have no ink
but when I'm free
my fingers flee

a melody of written words
with no direction only turns
that lead us to a destination
filled with lies and manipulation

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Senseless

When I was one
I stared at the sun
And although I lost my seeing
It felt like fun

When I was three
I drank chlorine
And although I lost my tasting
It felt serene

When I was five
I took a dive
And although I lost my feeling
It felt alive

When I was seven
I played a violin
And although I lost my hearing
It felt like heaven

When I was nine
I took a line
And although I lost my smelling
It felt... devine

And now I'm ten with nothing else to give
What a life I have lived