Barbiturates Poems - Poems about Barbiturates

...The Plight of A Sage Elegant tidings fortunate for the small price of a few Prevalent findings of more barbiturates as they confiscate the news Relevant perceptions among the constituents whi......

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...Ah... methinks I could sleep forever Basking in a supine position with eyes wide shut while the space heater churns out fast moving molecules of heat solitudinarian drowsy thinker fêted by mi......

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...My Battlefield cry I've never felt so alone, Stood on a battlefield no army I stand alone, Staring straight at the enemy in front of me This enemy is not stood alone it holds the monopoly ove......

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...A musk ox was beloved. Until it busted out of its bird cage. Shape shifted into the wind... Open tundra (harsh as it is) never tasted so good... but right on cue the wolves moveD on in. This......

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...Most of the following words (fictitious) quit tuss cent shill, knit head, (non adult tryst) pit tee full (sorry excuse for originality), rit dunk yule huss, feebly abominable attempt at unit ......

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...Something haunting about his voice. Sorrowful, lingering around the edges. I do not fully see him, he is a grayscale blur, something elusive The lyrics are lonely and sad. His mother prayed ......

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...Guarana Mo! Most of the follow wing (fictitious) quit tuss cent shill, knit head, (non adult tryst) pit tee full (sorry excuse for originality), rit dunk yule huss, feebly ab......

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...Born Norma Jean Mortensen Marilyn was a singing, poetry writing and acting American Born and raised in L. A., Miss Monroe Grew in in foster homes Growing up, her world was grim To escape, she le......

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... He was born in Yonkers, just north of New York City. This man grew up to be funny and witty. While working in a luncheonette owned by his family, with the art of patois, Sid displayed ......

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...Give me Pills to cure my Ills, As ev'ry ache I contemplate Drug me 'til my pleasure spills When I'm over-dosed on Fate Barbiturates, my Conscious lit- Valium in my Mind to split Round and round 'til ......

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...I still feel the pain No opiates Let it rest till my heart brea......

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...A quivering shadow shrouding a clouded pane Shared pain scribbled in the doleful rain Hollow words that broker heartache and disdain A sorrowful whistle emanating from a distant train Poorly trai......

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