Abusing Poems - Poems about Abusing

Gandi gashti run, Gutter de pedawar, Lun chupan wali Machine, Kutti kamini kanjri orat.. Note.zafar teri kuss maaray....

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My body is always abused and it's always used: But the fact is I really don’t care, never even wash my hair; Never giving my body any fuel, my head is a whirlpool; Everything’s out of control, I’m sinking into a black hole. All the alcohol I drink so I cant think; Is really abusing me, destroying my body...

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Stop Abusing Women A man saw a beautiful woman in white cloths She was going to church. He called her, pretty come to me please She was well taught by her parents, And she came close to him. He said, I love you precious. She laughed, "ha-ha! " Looking at his heart. He said again, "I love you sweetheart." She...

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Destructive and Abusing His distinction is Being destructive, and then Others abusing. Would like to see the results of an MMPI on Trump along with income tax results. Or, is afraid of all the insults. Jim Horn This is what I am hearing from analysts on TV. Fake news is not helping either. He has a label for everything. Kelly Ann is also another example of...

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Starting a blaze in rape crime. Schizophrenic scroll, outwatching you. Forgo the sun, your friend, death- was ambling again- nearby. A troubled- bee cannot find her hive. They were hanged in a row. All the nudes. I will declare war on the vulgar exhibits. Satish Verma...

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They’re covering ears to ignore They’re smothering children for sure It’s like the beast from the ocean And the whore set in motion Like the blind follows blind F---ed up youths fragile minds It’s just a brainwash for children If there were souls, they had killed ‘em Indoctrinated child-abusing Indoctrinated child-abusing They’re forcing words into throats Endorsing poison in totes With their Bibles and Torahs Korans, the whole...

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Climbing this wall; till complexions grow pale; God grant us the courage; for perhaps we will fail. Climbing and climbing; for it seems quite a while; And it’s too high to fall off; from this wall of denial. To complaints one has listened; of being done wrong. But the lying and cheating;...

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(This is a fictional poem but sadly this kind of thing really does happen everyday.) Your son came to school today with a bloody lip and a black eye. He said you did it and then he started to cry. After I talked to him, I called the cops. Your days of abusing him are going to stop. This abuse...

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