Best Itching Poems

                      Bud
                      rising
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My son is always on the wings of  hurricane
         though he breathes as a gentle breeze
         No doubt,one day his father may be uprooted
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~ Caren will achieve immortality - ten every day - no complaints ~







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Itching in My Heart

                           Sex in My Heart Like Love

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Frosted breath designs the window pane
Now the whiteness blankets all the sky.
Cars are sliding sideways down the lane.
This winter melancholy makes me sigh.
I'm counting down to spring,I can't deny.

I clasp my coat to me,it's much too thin.
The zero air makes me shiver and shake.
There's frostbite...

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To sought God within
Making such own religion
Peace, conscience a vain....

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itching legs & yahweh

the young boy had told his mother
he thought he was allergic to ivory soap,
in fact, he’d told her the night before---
but come sunday morning
all the care in the world couldn’t keep him
from being dragged to church
where the zombies sing in tones that...

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Predation requires a flexible mindset
So flexible that it is concrete
Even your worst enemies,would like to become members
Ooh,my goodness,this thing called life
Be wise,when choosing friends
As they become your downfall
Am I getting cold
Be wise,who you associate yourself with
As they can become your worst enemies 
Am I getting...

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It might be the climate
Or maybe the heat
Which blasts our apartment
And will not retreat…

But every winter,
My skin starts to itch
And nothing relieves it.
(I’ve heard every pitch.)

I’ve tried every lotion
And many a cream
Yet still I’m so itchy
I just want to scream.

It’s not a disease
But a seasonal...

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Like an itch halfway down your back, 
                   unreachable, itching to be 
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They knew I was throwing up at night. 

And that every breath was causing a fright. 

I wasn’t using their scratchy covers. 

Because I was afraid of the others. 

People at night snoop in to glare. 

Because I wasn’t sleeping, I was too impaired....

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Horsefly bites galore.
    Covered in weals with red spots,
    All under my skin.
    Scratching the itch was no cure,
    Nor was head-butting the door.

    9 / 6 / 2021....

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The battle starts everyday
His itch will not go away
Scratch and scratch is all he does
I yell to stop from above

Itching and biting evermore
Skin covered in sores
Itching continuously grows
When it stops nobody knows

As I wish it to stop
Redness, allergies, and hot spots
Going, going, non-stop
Trying to reach...

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