Best Bloodline Poems

There are many life species, on our planet
whose lives, are desperate and stressful
trying to cope with life, as we know it
dealing with strive, that is not normal

Humans have invented, this thing called money
which has created, the political economic system
that has never worked, for all life...

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I know you tried to carve a line
across the wrists
of Father Time....

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bloodline broods begotten bots - banefully believing in brainwashed fibs
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MY LIFE MY BLOODLINE

Finish line...main line so many lines
Yes at last, the Finish line...
Was it only a demarcation line?
Could it turn-out to be an imaginary line?
The would be orator must have been ashamed of his line!
Or he could be a mere duck, a lame duck!
A...

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amazing is extraordinary amazing
amazing is extraordinary amazing bloodline
a family of a amazing extraordinary bloodline is,
a family of a amazing descent
an amazing descent is an amazing family heritage
an amazing descent is extraordinary amazing
a bloodline is extraordinary amazing

family’s heritage is family’s bloodline
heritage is a bloodline of heritage
heritage...

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From ancient times, a bloodline divine,
Ruling over lands, with power to shine,
Kings and queens, of a line sacred,
Their legacy, forever inviolate.

With wisdom and might, they led the way,
The throne, their seat, unchallenged sway,
Law and order, with justice in sight,
Their subjects, loyal, in all their might.

From...

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It stands tall and firm,
this tree with a DNA, the family tree..
leaves wither and drop as they dry with age
new ones sprout bringing on a new splendor

then comes we.
me, the goth guy and she, the hot blood.
both Alphas in individual respect,
posing an unspoken challenge.

so the...

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Royalty thrives in the tunnel that is my vein 
Driving my consciousness to reflect power 
Confidence remains high even in the midst of my lows 
Head held high looking up toward my creator 
The pride that exist within, was constructed elsewhere
The mystery lives on and...

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Separation,
combined with everlasting judgment,
Betrayal and bickering result in,
“You go your way, and I'll go mine”
“She's your sister!” you may say,
But how can that be,
When you don't know the soul that lives inside,
Conversations are never interrupted with phone calls from my bloodline,
No birthdays, holidays, or compassionate...

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you started like a pin prick to 
my heart, an intravenous bloodline 
saturating my once severed veins. 
after the turmoil we both embraced
we scattered poppies in the wind to 
secure our comradeship. 

a fever rushed down my spine when 
we first met. 
a friendship bloomed...

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It’s flowing quickly down the wall
From your black, bleeding heart
Rivulets and bright ruddy pools
As flesh and bone do part

Linear flow  and gravity
Makes it so nice and fine
Red droplets and streaky scarlet
A stretched out bloody line

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A gleam of satisfaction radiated from the Vampire’s eyes,
but only for a moment,
then came the thunderous cries,
he shouted as if he were in pain,
eternal life had its deficiencies,
because while he finished feeding,
and his prey bleeding,
his mind was stimulated as he visualized.
and that’s when he realized,
something...

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There is a war in the laws of the in-laws
When family is also work, you get a title and a position with conditions
Past life comes as an omission and commission
Roles and actors in audition
As for the mind it sometimes finds itself in a suicidal palace
Thoughts...

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I smell the blood of an Englishman
fresh from the womb--- umbilical snip.
Ingloriously clad, illegitimate lad,
appointed for leadership.

I smell the blood of an Englishman,
and, lo, his enemies are slain.
High on the saddle, mighty in battle,
as England's new king he would reign.

I smell the blood of an...

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Sal Tryal is an unusual witch
And not the kind that eat kids.
She leads a quiet and simple life
Wants no bother or any type strife.

The deep forest is her piece of heaven 
In a place called Nottindevon.
Maker of spells and misty brews
And lives on eating veggie...

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