Best Shadow Of His Former Self Poems

Christmas was always your favorite time of year, we’d had such fun especially when you dressed up as Santa to entertain the local children. With your white beard and rounded tummy you certainly looked the part, we’d joke that you didn’t need any extra padding!...

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Cancer it breaks cancer it takes
It erodes and corrodes body and soul
Lingers and takes hold  cant be stopped or controlled
Terminal is with an apparent ending
Loss of hope and no point in pretending
Life span is against natures clock
Head now on the proverbial block
Spreads with ease...

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My very worst fear is of losing my mind - 
Dementia and Alzheimer’s are so unkind
No longer able to function as I once could
Unable to make myself clearly understood
Not understanding the simplest news
Being unable to express my own views
Trapped inside my head which becomes a...

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I'm the kid staring into the shop window
Without a penny to spend
I am the hopeless cursed romantic
Without any roses or valentines to send
I'm the life and soul of the party
But feels rejection like daggers to the heart
The one who no longer dares to dream
Because they...

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She is a young terrified girl.
A waning light in the dark
A true citizen of a wrong place;
A real burden to self
An epitome of depression
The embodiment of resentment.

Eyelids glued by the pus
That oozed, then clogged her vision;
The flies that feast on her sore body
Buzzing their ceaseless...

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killed by my memories

my thoughts, my mind
so ****ed up so twisted inside
they are killing me, ripping me apart
flesh from bone, rippng my very skin from my body
my mind never sleeps, forever tormenting me
drowning me, torturing my soul.
You haunt my dreams, haunt my nightmares
haunt my thoughts,...

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There was a time when the trees seemed taller,
A time when the grass seemed greener and the colors brighter.

A time when the sky seemed like an everlasting blue,
Where the clouds seemed to take on countless different shapes,
Each representing a different corner of my imagination.

A time...

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She is a young terrified girl.
A waning light in the dark
A true citizen of a wrong place;
A real burden to self
An epitome of depression
The embodiment of resentment.

Eyelids glued by the pus
That oozed, then clogged her vision;
The flies that feast on her sore body
Buzzing their ceaseless...

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The sun looked down one day
And saw a frozen Lady Earth beneath him lay
The sparkling stars hanging all around
A dazzling glow on her face found
He gazed down with love in his eyes
And willed the vivid life in Lady Earth to rise
Soon she awoke to springtime’s...

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Tarnished now The Nobel Prize of Peace:
A shadow of its former self.
It succours sadness and willful disbelief,
When given to the truly undeserving.

I anguish for those languishing in jail,
Who've strived for justice and for freedom.
Their courage is a sentinel of light
Against the backdrop of dictarships deplored.

Tarnished...

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I'm on my bike every day
Trying to lose some pounds
I giggle like a little girl when
The scale says I'm heading down

The lard is just melting away
I'm a shadow of my former self
Almost lost a whole human being
Since deciding to become an elf

I hear you chuckling...

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This day is hot and bright and  fills my weary eyes,
and while sleep is gone it lies in wait.
The years have gone and the weeds have come. 
The dandelions are hard hot yellow in the sun.
This place I loved and here I see my...

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They gather round the hospital bed
United in a communal dread
Brothers, sisters, daughters and sons
Here to see the departing one

For there's no way back,
The doctors relate
And the poor old boy
Will soon meet his fate

A life cut short
By the demon drink
So into the ground
His body will sink

He...

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Sitting Pretty 


when you're not looking

do you consider me 

what i'm thinking

why i stay

away 

did you know that i do

your 

not mine

and i'm a nobody's girl

suffocated

by those who were looking at me looking back at them

willing then

took their kill

i stay away

even when you are looking

especially...

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