Best Manipulate Poems

-Dear, Mr & Mrs Poet- 

Do you ever question where it comes from?
This poem's about you, sit down and get a load off 
Tranquilize your...

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~Do Not Trust a Word, He Says~

He speaks of sunken treasures the way no other man 
The map of his essence is drawn in the...

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So many pennies,
lost in the system,
rejected, neglected,
dejected -
cursed by '99' price tags,
a charity box favourite,
nobody wants nor waits for.

So many forgotten pennies,
lost on the streets...

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I’m Not Your Puppet

Don’t you ever forget
that I’m not your puppet! 
I’m not a toy on a string that you can manipulate,
so you can walk...

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I signed a contract with the state
to use my body as they will.
My mind they did manipulate.
In the name of freedom, I would kill.

I never...

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My friends go to Brighteon.com when in site type in Healthy Athletes collapsing/Dying after the Jab.   Protesting will continue. This video shows you...

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~Soup To Go~

This summer~ all I want is a bowl of soup 
A secret flavor that combines every veggie group 

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Having the ability to reason as we manipulate our environment,

Understanding right from wrong, at least to some degree, and

Making decisions that affect others' lives for...

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Now is the summer of our discontent
Made glorious opportunity for change
And all the clouds that lower on our land
In the bosom of the media rearranged

While...

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As dusk bleeds 
dimmed threads,
that veil the sun 
within my mind, 
I listen to the whispers 
of the midnight wind, 
slowly carrying the chaos 
of...

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THE INNER CHAMBER

Please.  Stop holding back on me.

Like a child standing at the neighborhood ice cream truck, arm outstretched, eyes huge, mouth watering.

I stand...

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He meandered lonely
just a senior citizen
trawling the pathways of his computer,
when suddenly one day in a flash
an enchanting name jumped from the screen
into his unadjusted...

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He speaks of sunken treasure
Draws maps to fortunes you may find
He writes it boldly as to where it may lie
Taking pleasures in his masculine pride
A...

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Pain is just another form of medication, feeding the demons that nest inside.
A temporary fix, a band aid per say, covering the secrets I am...

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Self-reflection is an art
A two edged sword that no one teaches
No religion philosophized
my own personal goal 
to better myself 
and understand everything 
by seeing one...

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