Best Greif Poems

(I found this poem that I wrote in my first year of high school, it brings back memories so 
thought I'd post it) 

He wears what was once a fine suit. Brown, travel-worn trousers, a white, broken-buttoned 
shirt, and leather shoes that look as though...

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She weeps, tears of sadness...anger...confusion and pain. 

All the good in her had sprang from the love given to her by her mother, not by birth but by choice.

Now mother had left the earth, and she questioned her identity. Never fitting into predestined labels of...

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Learning a heart beats makes life go fast
My heart beats twice as fast as you think
and half as fast as I remember


When the rainbow came out
over my grandmother's wet face
in the rain in a crowd 
of nervous spectators

I graduated again
under the gazing admiration of 
a...

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When I was 16 I lost my best friend
I started to grind, smoking weed and drinking Hennessee 'n' Gin
Then my clientele blew up
I'm 16 making bands feelin' like I grew up
Poppin' pills and chewin' em' up
Buying pounds of mid as I really started movin' up
At...

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The Rocky Road.
.
The path that life has given me
Is a rocky uneven winding road
With many steep hill to climb
And I carry such a heavy load
A cruel unforgiving wind
Often stops me moving forward
Upon my painful unpleasant track
Battered and bruised sand lashed
I aim for home always alone
But...

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Sometimes for no apparent rhyme or reason
A sort of sinking feeling dampens the mind and heart
Not exactly, but somewhat similar to a nervous breakdown
Everything appears twisted, strangulated, and distorted
Extra show of kindness sometimes turns painful and killing
Sadness soon turns into the hysterical sobs
Turning the victim...

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When I was 16 I lost my best friend
I started to grind, smoking weed and drinking Hennessee 'n' Gin
Then my clientele blew up
I'm 16 making bands feelin' like I grew up
Poppin' pills and chewin' em' up
Buying pounds of mid as I really started movin' up
At...

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My dad brought home this cheese once. 
I hated it. It reeked. 
Everyone enjoyed it except me. 

It's been five years now. He still brings this cheese home. 
I’ve started to use it in my dips. 
 It tastes better when it’s drowning in mayo...

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Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter, the sound of little feet, though you are lost, I know you are not, My baby we'll meet again, my heart was broken for you, I'm sulking the child I'll never meet, pitter-patter, pitter-patter the sound of an angels feet, pitter-Patter pitter-patter, my...

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If only I knew 
What all this would do
I never meant
To be broke and bent 
I try and try
But its never enough
And just like that 
I call their bluff
Im broken and hurt
Blown off like dirt
But I hide away
The emotions I face
As if put on a...

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