Best Painkiller Poems

The heart will mend itself 
It is your mind you ought to worry about
For it is your mind where you hoard the memories, 
Were You've...

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Sunny and funny. Do they go together? Maybe. 
Zebras, as you know, do not wear z bras. Monkeys DO NOT 
love bananas. Unicorns can have...

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            Belladonnic poison seeps from your eyes, 
      ...

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My name, to some, is mary jane
I think it a shame
to even play this game
with me, as I have so many names-

I must proclaim
it is...

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Music is like a painkiller to life. The lyrics match my feelings like a key to it's lock.

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Stared me with eyes of gold......Sun radiated from my heart

Two hearts crashed towards each other

A  heaven was created

"I never want to see you ever...

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Love is an opportunity that comes only ones
You love ones,when you mess it up
It will never come back to you
For one cannot love twice....
Even if...

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As I saw your
caged
soul rioting for my
attention, I knew
you to be my 
perfect
victim and started
envisioning how to
ravage
your beauty so it could 
ensnare
and impersonate my
lifetime wishes

Fearlessly...

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Walking into this cold, dark empty room, 
a realization storms my heart by surprise!

   The beauty of your eyes, your warm
smile and soft...

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A true friend isn't a daydreamer and won't daydream for you.
He isn't a bad wisher and will wish luck for you.

A true friend is a...

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One night Mr. Toothpick had a toothache
Unable to find a painkiller, he  kept awake
Mr. Toothpick kept groaning
Mrs. Toothpick slept moaning
Both of them thought each...

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A letter to:
Someone whose care I really Do !
.
Dear!
Sharing My sentiments that can't be said..
Which I don't speak to myself But tell You Only !
Talk...

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In the dark
the smoke sees
with eyes divine	
like an incense
a burnt offering
it rises with the wind
and the smoker marvels

He wakes, eats, sleeps
and longs to inhale
the sweet...

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A state of every mind full of stuffs or empty 
 What it needs a drug?
A pain, a pleasure, spiritual, religious…
In every gathering  ...

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I wanted so much to meet 
this Annabelle Lee

My heart proposed 
that I talk to Edgar 
Poe who knew her

I found a penchant for 
writing,...

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