Best Drugging Poems

Drinking drugging, chug a lugging,
Cruising down the poncy street,
Drunk a 40 cats a hugging,
Look out 4 this ***** on heat,

Brain a thumpin, blood a pumping,
Dogs...

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With a parting of the crimson seas,
they aren't appeased with just a smile
That girl who walks the star-struck mile
will pay a price that goes unseen

They...

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Some of you, will in memory, may fondly recall.
Enchanting, colored dance floors, you all had a ball!
When women still wore stunning, gorgeous dresses, 
Unafraid to...

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Aphrodisiac (18+)

 We got beaten by the rain on our way home
Looking so wet and feeling cold all home alone
She is not my bride and...

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My Monster

Every week on Good Friday I get restless
Palpitations rise for my week end disasters
A monster boldly barges into my silent abode
Depriving me of my...

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Talking ,smiling and sharing
Drugging the other...

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missed you...
leaving scracthing
my heart for so long
mising you is
drugging my brain
even though we dont
get together often
knowing that you are
with me
is warming inside of
me for long
i...

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For decades you’ve used our bodies as your pincushion 
Poking, prodding, cutting, and killing. 
Forcing us to be your experimental subjects 
Scraping, shocking, drugging, and...

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My mother says that I'll never see. 
My father says that I'll never hear. 
My brother I'll never get higher than a C. 
My sister...

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We are under the sun and it's so bright, so why is the world so dark, why is it always night? Why do we live...

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Living Life

Now I'm living life where life tried to live me.
I'm looking to my future 'cause my past tried to kill me.
Poetry, a strong part...

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Are we awake or are we still sleeping?
Blind to the hurt, and deaf to the weeping.
Ashamed of religion and supportive of the new,
Aware of the...

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“The Tear”



How many oceans of salt 
does it take to form a tear?

Unrelenting waves of sorrow 
pounding a broken heart
hears the howl of sharp beaked...

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Judgement day is every day when you're trying to survive in a decent way. Clean up your life and move away, to a new playground...

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Your actions so calculated full of anger
I have felt the sting of them time and again
Each time I am tricked to let you in 
I'm...

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