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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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little booted buddha
   hopping in a monsoon knapsack.

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

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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