Blabbers Poems - Poems about Blabbers

...Thoughts and acts attack sporadic a tactic without static/ Don’t panic you old addict forget that statistic/ I’ll slick back and go ballistic on a notebook with hope cooked rhetoric/ Stick affluen......

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...Sometimes when am emotionally strangled I sit in the corner of my room and think and blink, also cry untill my eyes run out of tears.. When I am hurt for any reason.. My.. Mind ......

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...Now they’ve done it, this is real, Trying hard my job to steal, Why they’d want it no-one knows, This frenzied pack of feeding crows. Impeach for this, Impeach for that, A sirens’ song that ju......

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...How much do they know Who are the blabbers Who are the rat finks It is my sister Could bro be that low? Is a rumor A blatant lie Fabrication I start to yell People laugh Relatives At o......

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...Orange cosmos flowers inside a circle along with the canna indica flowers; A big smile of welcome at the front entrance.                                                                             ......

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...Don't lay the plucked flowers on my grave for,I am not at all alive to crave I don't want my name to be engraved for,it had long since been waived Stack the colorful flower pots on all corners ......

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...Like the blessings from the heaven, The magical sun rays wake me up Beautiful Buds bathed in the dew, attain the inner strength to bloom Evergreen trees waggle the branches Happy plants smil......

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...Flame trees flicker on way into town but nothing kindles their flames to excite the sleepy town set in its dampened, dank frown. All the folks lie barricaded behind trenches of never to be ......

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...A smile can hide a thousand tears keeping lies unknown throughout the years hiding away one's darkest fear but it never feels the pain i bear.... A tear to unite me with those of broken heart ......

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...Advertising has us in it's wrappers here's the bad stuff ~ here the clappers, it seems the product needs the jabbers like a potato chip ~ the grabber! but for the quaintness of the blabbers I could ......

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...Who else in this inhumane edifice can dance while the suspecting eyes stare at his moistened armpit? Pathetically unknowing music uplifts not just the soul but the intellect. Who else got t......

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...For, ages past, I finally peeled out my illusory shell, Roaming about naked on the surface, where my mind was covered with cloth made of rust, Thus, regurgitate all my words swallowed, spit it bac......

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