Best Article Of Clothing Poems

Reflection - The Fragrance of Grace

Mail order catalogs seem to have the ability to procreate in my mailbox.  Just when I think I have rendered them infertile they give birth to multiple sets of quintuplets right under my nose as if by magic fertilization!...

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This is the motivation behind why individuals look for Men's Petticoats progressively step by step. 

Notwithstanding, you need to work out control while styling a petticoat. Something else, an idiot proof style like this can turn out badly and make an uncommon design from your...

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5/9/22

Let me change my toning
Skills mastered and others still honing
I am not droning
People to this day passed away from a stoning
Continually condoning
With no cease to cloning
It's become often and corroding
Occasionally exploding
All the while a struggle to break through the coding
Something worth noting
It's harmful not beneficial,...

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It's just descriptive
but you my take it a different way
I can smell the mix of us in that article of clothing
leaving the situation too abruptly
I'm not innocent of knowing
like a dream inside of a dream
life is so much better more
fascinating than fiction
your second chance I...

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You never had the time, so you would always window shop. You always came to window shop. Stores have the best things hanging in the windows, promoting itself with bargains and deals in order to attract any customer that passed by. One day, you finally...

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Mania, the unwanted roommate
cantsitstillcantsitstillcantsitstill
You aren't alive enough
GO FEEL ALIVE
JUMP OFF A CLIFF
RUN AROUND NAKED
TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF IN PUBLIC
SHOPLIFT

it's 4:30 in the morning shut up and go to sleep
NO GO BE ALIVE

This is what my nights are.
Each night consists of too much energy mixed with...

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Just because I said " I Do"
Doesn't mean I married your family
and yes I love you, but do I have
to critique every pair of shoes to see
if they match what ever color cloth your wearing
and how many times do I need to hear
"does this make...

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It's just descriptive
but you my take it a different way
I can smell the mix of us in that article of clothing
leaving the situation too abruptly
I'm not innocent of knowing
like a dream inside of a dream
life is so much better more
fascinating than fiction
your second chance I...

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Mortality forces me to confront the inevitable...

Though feeling one among the basket
of deplorables, yours truly, albeit groggy
from unsettling frightful dreams also rather
shy to summon courage amidst adversity took
deep breaths (envisioning egotism inflating
confidence, whereat, I never felt so swell

during mein kampf – brutish, nasty, short -
brevity...

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I don't want a gift this Christmas, dear Santa. 
You've given me more than enough, and I'm grateful. 
             I'm satisfied with all that I have now

      ...

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From water to soil, we continued. 
All that I've at any spot known has been rottenness. 
I can hear myself awakening close to the water spewed.
Each component of this second was essential to my awareness. 

I needed to create this experience a piece of my...

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(alternately titled: courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and ninety nine
forever etched in annals of my personal infamy
as one still sending hair raising shivers down my spine
which following unpleasant details occurred on a street
that branched off kind of like...

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August 13th, 2021 – twenty two years since...

Wicked bad designed day poem originally crafted
then alternately titled for no particular rhyme nor reason: 
courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia. 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and ninety nine
forever etched in the annals of my personal infamy
as...

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You used to like me, what's happened now?

Ever since June, you've been so blue. 

Stressing over nothing at all?

A one sided drama, a small conflict?

Is that all?

I say hi, but you don't even peek, let alone speak.

I try to celebrate your birthday, but can't find...

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