Best Closing Off Poems

Her tears stain the pillow 
As she lays down to sleep
Dying from within
Her secret’s hard to keep

Violated by one trusted
Betrayed by those she loves
Left alone to suffer
Only wanting to be loved

His hands as cold as ice
Creeping in the night
Her innocence was stolen
She was too weak...

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Stone partitions 
stretching somewhere in the distance
borders beckon cross not here
as strong as a hearts resistance
though intentions are most sincere
cobweb covered disappointments
when trust like ancient ruins turn
Divided by protections wall
closing off and closing in
Defenses unlikely to fall
From distant glance
a palisade of sure protection
beautiful as strength...

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Too dark the night its blackness slipping in
   closing off the light;
 shutting out the world
   its hustle and bustle busyness.
Too cold the winter its harsh white rapture
   blanketing the earth;
 enter rest and peace
   chilling the...

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Whenever I pass by the mirror
I wish they could see beyond the 
Chemical reactions of optical 
Illusions, reversing all images
Back and forwards
Mazes through technical spins

Behind the Sharp Turns

There is something unexpected
Out of corners of corneas
Pupils dilating after an intellectual
Rollercoaster thrown through time
Sideways turns and flipping...

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Life under a microscope dissected piece by piece

peering into cells with x-ray eyes and brain scans

of behavior set in DNA Strands spreading out like veins in disease

contagious in toxic virus attacking the system without supervision

watching for failure of shallow breath heaving mental illness

into the bloodstream...

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Having a life doesnt matter, 
It seems an awful like death. 
Why does this seem so? 

I walk through life, 
Watching people pass me by. 
Why does this seem so? 

People come in and out of my life, 
I just smile and wave goodbye. 
Why...

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Expressing truth is a gift, but is
often shadowed by corruption 

We see the world through filtered screens
that impair our judgement 
Of how she smiles, and how he laughs

Withered children grow from sickness
as their hearts slowly stop

Yet time erodes away in front of us
secluding perception in...

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She has flourished into a flower that has bled,
  Far along from a sprout who desired protection from the soil bed
Petals soft and bright deceives the eye,
Ahead a winter that shall let it die
Long and frigid, suffocating warmth of the nurturer —
Became the saddened...

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The fog enveloped early morning
Coating it with a silvery mist
Even the golden leaves 'pon the magnolia
Knew they had been sweetly kissed

Bright sunlight tried to peek through
But the clouds gathered around
Closing off the laughter, tears dripped
Slowly to the damp cold ground

White pampas spikes stood still
As a...

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JUST LISTEN



As I lay myself gently down,
I hear the water caressing the rocks, leaping, splashing.
I hear the hawk above me, cawing, screaming.
I hear the woodpecker knocking, tat, tat, tat.

The rain is closing off the world around me.
Thunder is rolling, crashing.
The wind is blowing around me.
I...

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To those who made me who I am
By hate or love you gave me strength
To those who knocked me down you taught
What's worth the fight is worth defeat
To those who gave a helping hand
Who didn't know my soul
But took a chance on what was hidden
And...

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my heart torn out and a thousand peices pass me by
another tattered moment in the scilent night...
though the calls keep coming im closing off my mind
a dreamy dream would simply passify this creeping notion
that i should throw myself into the ocean and dream
a dream of...

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What others think of it
It doesn't care at all.
It's not the absence of thoughts
but the presence of mind
It's not the carefree attitude
Regardless, the caring nature
It is not the unconsciousness
but the consciousness
in the inner conscience
It doesn't deal with a materialistic world,
but accentuates the need for 
conscience...

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can't point your finger of blame at me if its broken right
so would you like a broken finger or rib?
can't die from the joke your not telling that is killing you
would you like a broken rib or broken finger?
point and laugh if you must
at my...

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Softly moans the blowing wind
	crossing over bright glittering crystals
endless darkness lies black beneath
	swirling dancing blowing white

soft as feathers downy white
	soft drifts flowing softly slow
sliding smoothly across the way
	closing off the un-traveled way

twisting ribbon flowing down
	hard glittering crystals softening slow
cold bright light striking so hard
	reflecting rainbows...

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