Best Plee Poems

Question over question and not one answer
Everything around seems like a blurr
My feelings are gone and nerves not working
The shadows of my past are always lurking
No one really values my life
I can see a mosaic knife
Wanting to take it
Needing to break it
There is nothing left...

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Locked in my cabin I can bare to think
   turn to the rocks and let it smash and sink,
       our voyage's end seems to be on the brink,
         ...

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The tale Tchaikovsky wove that day
Lives on and on upon a stage
Spun by  pirouettes ...and plie's
An epic story of love conveyed
Through the beauty of  ballet
 
Prince Siegfried and his Queen Odette
Who gave their lives without regret
To live forever bound together
As beautiful birds of...

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PTSD

P  Pain pistols punishment for public pissings. Please pay attention to my plee for peaceful pleasure. My painful playfulness turns to rage when police pull me over for swerving peacefully in and out of traffic the P did this to me.

T   Tragic...

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(Jingle Bells Tune)

Dashing through the trees
With squashed bugs on my knees
I cannot wait to go
To the bathroom in the snow
So many stupid kids
Ignore their great parents
And do what they were told not to do
Which was eat the yellow snow.

Ding ding dong.
Ding ding dong.
Running to French...

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(French terms to know: arabesque (ar-a-besk) stand on one leg, other leg extended back
with knee straight, arms out; pirouette (peer-oo-et) a full turn of the body on the top of
the toe or the ball of the foot; releve' (rel-vay) rise up from the whole foot...

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Can you imagine,
Death on a cross?
Nailed to the crossbeam,
All your blood loss!

Your body gets heavy,
Pulling at your hands.
Every skeletal muscle,
Stretching like rubberbands.

The weight of your body,
Becomes too heavy to bear.
You cringe with pain,
As your wounds start to tear.

The suns hot rays,
Just beating you down.
Can't get...

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She lay there weeping, pouring her heart out. "Nothing ever goes my way, Not tommorrow, not today. I am in a world where I am not loved. I don't even love myself. I can't get anyone to listen. But listen... It's too much, Can't you...

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moving into the night, i saw such a great sight
lifting my head to plee, what has been done to me
before i knew it, i was being held
by men of night, i couldn't yell
and just so quickly the grip breaks free, to see a gun pointing...

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if you could save a life 
would you give yours, die twice 
or seek the common sacrifice
within his eyes

i put stride in my fears 
and walked my tears away
if i could recount the years today
amongst my peers i'm here to say
address your bed, your whereabouts...

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when our lips locked, i lost the keys
floating on a sea following a breeze
holding onto whispers minding only she
raising more than questions, fleeting hearts will flee
flowers almost blooming, bleeding for a we
games not the challenge, its ideals and how to be
honest and uncertain, premise setting...

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A voice from a distance. From lands far away. Giving purpose to my day and hope to my dreams. She calls from hidden windows in a landscape unseen. Her words paint a tapestry of feelings thoughts reflected in thy memory. My conscious is swimming with...

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You come to me and say that you don’t care,
but you know I won’t believe a single word.
The more you say you hate me everywhere,
the more I say I love you like a bird.

So free from what makes us feel so tied,
Its wings take me...

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Glaring signs of a distinct curse
Lies a boy, whose life is tortured by strings
He wished it were guitar strings
At least, the girls, he would get
But all he got were gills, Artificial gills!!

Living a lie, he was born to know
Of this curse lying deep within his...

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PTSD

P  Pain pistols punishment for public pissings. Please pay attention to my plee for peaceful pleasure. My painful playfulness turns to rage when police pull me over for swerving peacefully in and out of traffic the P did this to me.

T   Tragic...

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