Best Smiths Poems

Gladys T. Smith was never happy or joyful about anything.
Her life was full of drugs, needles, anger and hate.
All three of her children wrote this obituary for the woman.
The devil, who was our mother.

She was not kind to a neighbor, stranger or pet.
She used the...

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She struggles with a pen
She is castrated man
Your manic, damned nightmare
She's a dickless sychophant
Overgeneralize
You've fallen for a lie
You're so hopelessly blind
She wields you as a knife
She will cut herself open
She will make you stay, watch it
She will do it again
As long as you're her man
You...

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The word smiths are the poets and the writers.
Sometimes they make your days even brighter.
All because they can make your daily loads seem lighter.

Yes the word smiths can either make you laugh, and smile.
They can even succeed in making you cry.
Causing salty tear drops to...

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Stone quarry
Stone quarryman
Stone worker
Quarry worker
Quarry labourer
Stone mason
Stone chisel
Cold chisel
Metal worker
Whitesmith
Silversmith 
Tinsmith
Goldsmith
Blacksmith
Wordsmith;
Black art
Word art...

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Sometimes I've got to ask-
And can't help but exhort aloud
Am I haunted, Rask?
In this aging house
Where my granny passed
Grandpa died in this room
Marks were left of you
It's about time that I moved

We have a little boy
And a little girl
Or am I paranoid?
My bones ache just...

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They were haunting me
And now they want to be
Engraved
In stone
Somewhere
But hardly will I share
What they made me
We aren't as open as they think
We are closed books
The writer waits for me
Life is better when
Those voices that you keep
Sing in harmony
Together, company

And if you want to be...

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Tap, rack, bang
It's too late
The gun jammed

Wait

Take my aim
Breathe out flames
You are damned

Prey

You're no mate
You're a saint
Use your hands

Pray

I am fake
You create
For your sake...

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