Best Suicidally Poems

They burst forth and charge downwards
Matching uniforms shiny against the grey sky
Their only desire to smash suicidally upon our ranks
We hear the thunder of them coming, and carefully prepare
The vanguard already lie smashed upon the ground
The rest will soon swell the regiments of the defeated
Moments...

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The silky searing touch of sappy loving blood is all too much,

Milky stars melting into my murky mind as my body's red mud burns to the touch.

Make my hole riddled skin into astronomy,

Chart something pretty into my mortal flesh that holds too much within to...

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Could what a political scientist would call
deeply held belief
also be what a psychologist could identify as a
feeling of affinity or aversion,
trust or distrust,
confluent familiarity or cognitive-affective dissonance?

"I deeply believe Testosterone Trump
is the logical conclusion
so richly deserved by the Republican ClosedParty."

Is this position rooted in a...

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I have let myself down
I made progress in this town
Then, I have lost it all
With this heart so emotional

I need some sort of outlet
To let go of my regret
I can’t hold on to this pain anymore
It’s getting me mighty sore

I’m going to move on…
I’m seeking...

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I remember georgia with her hair
 curled up in a summer dress.
 

  bug zappers hung in porches
 let the humid air curl down further,.

Sitting there or over here next to you watching 
the neon apostolic ghost gather in its congregation.

Mesmorized by the inability...

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The heartbreak would forgive God's fire darkly
Suicidally they shatter her heart: I am spiritual
Darkly destroy my all too dark wings
Your conscious chains would rise up against our mind rhythmically
So mystically you remember that fire: I am unique

Together disguise his all too ancient screams
Deliberately understand someone's...

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little booted buddha
   hopping in a monsoon knapsack.

  a mural pasture filled with green
   slender stalks lean in rows.

  children are playing in between the spaces
  dark skinned and vibrant.

  they wear snorkels around their heads
 ...

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That phobia shall never turn on someone's innocence suicidally
So continually identify our so unaware eternity
And his mountain should torment my venom 
So you kill Satan's fate — I am apparent
But her unwanted venom should fear their creature endlessly
My door...

Someone else's ritual sting should love your...

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Why couldn't I have been disposed sperm & egg?
Turn back time, eliminate me, I beg!
All this angst fills my strained brain,
Whilst tribulation severs me insane.
If not for fear, I'd suicidally assert my second amendment,
Propose & execute a freeing, well-earned sentence.
Consumed by wrenching despair colder than...

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I'm suffering, suffering, suffering
from constant buffering, buffering, buffering.
All I want to do
is to simply view
a funny or interesting Internet video or two,
but every time I attempt to
it's always the same old thing.
Buffering,..Buffering,..Buffering,..
One day I'm going to place a gun to my head,
pull the trigger and...

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Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the most mentally flawed of them all? 
That title belongs to me
The thing is, I no longer care when they judge what's wrong with me

Bullied, made fun of and ridiculed
Forgotten, abandoned and made to feel invisible
Pain, torture, and conflict, my...

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Peter was able to see some of the ant-like Macy's Thanksgiving parade by leaning suicidally over the 50th floor balcony. I go into fight-or-flight panic if I get anywhere near the railing. The parade passes in front of the building with floats passing 40 minutes...

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Alas, we are taught as children, this part of the God’s 
Earth is all mine?

That might have been true, decades ago, but no longer
does that slogan shine!

I just hope that we do not blow each other apart, by the  spread of 
false narratives!

In which...

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The heart of the forsaken do not yearn to be set free
from their never ending joyless lives suicidally, 
but rather seek a savior prayed for reverently
to rescue the hearts of all the forsaken with love's sincerity.
The savior may come to be anyone sharing their love...

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In the secret garden of memory, where echoes of silence ceaselessly blossom,
I chain my breath to the roots of the heart, now desolate, now unveiled.
Moon flowers arise from the depths of the thirsty wound, dressed in petals of mist,
Illuminating seraphically from my barren thought, an...

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