Anesthetics Poems - Poems about Anesthetics

...the decrease in blindness brings an invisible angle of life next to you mix complacency for failure and tenderness for one's own weakness but my future blue ailment operates building the transp......

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...My friends go to Brighteon.com when in site type in Healthy Athletes collapsing/Dying after the Jab. Protesting will continue. This video shows you how people after being vaccinated are dropping de......

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...Consciously Catatonic Over Dosed On Emotional Anesthetics Pretending It's All Copesthetic Can Not Be Seen As Pathetic It's Better This Way With Nothing To Say At The End Of Another Peaceful Day......

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...Anesthetics Make us pathetic We were numb from the bottom up Imbedded to start habits we can't finish What I mean is Wrecked from substance One more time would've done it Lungs of smoke Inte......

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...WORD OF THE DAY: ETHICS Science and Engineering have benefitted immensely from PHYSICS Another major concept that has hastened aeronautics is KINETICS But science is itself a noble profession wi......

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...I'm driving down the road got no destination got nowhere to go i'm just driving with the wind through my hair i ain't go no worries i'm not going anywhere i'm just driving down the country side......

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...Tell me, Father Time, if you would share this space it would mean everything to me to us, so kind Choosing healthiest seasons for your highest priority, comprehensive social-political-econ......

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...It is just a dog, a common cur The scabs, the sore upon the eye. O the rattled temper And the garbage bins tottering Under the mischief of its paws. It is just a dog, a common cur And more method to......

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...Four pills line the counter, cold and pasty blue Something pushed you, something scared you Life handed you a shovel, told you to dig deep With all your pills then lay yourself down to sleep ......

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...Intravenous therapy, She's watching over me. Grasping my hand, She whispers, "please dear, count to ten." Six... piercing paralysis, Her hand cold as the air. She lets go, leaving me there. ......

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...In the gauze that wraps the morning The players poise The ping-pong rackets in stiff applause Back and forth the humming train The beating wings on my ......

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