Bulleting Poems - Poems about Bulleting

...I opened up to this friend my soul Establishing trust was my ultimate goal she treated me worse than a sliver of coal to me serious comeuppance she did dole do I trust her again with my open he......

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...They anchor their feet in the ground marching to where destiny is bound, hundreds of them marching in line moving out of the frying pan and heading towards the fire. With courage welled in their......

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...An institution for the average man and also for the Toff The gun blasts, the gates fly open. They’re off. Eight magnificent Steeds already to win the race. Trampling all before them, galloping at......

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...Breathtaking views the brochure said. But for me it was nothing but a sheer drop, gravity's worst nightmare lipped on an edge and way below, a brutal landing of hard rock. I don't like h......

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...Hot afternoon. A dry, north wind animates washing on the line. My cotton shirt seems desperate, arms flailing, trying to grab at anything to fill its emptiness. The heat makes life withdraw, ......

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...Winds rushing through the sky Whistling, howling with such velocity That animals cringe and babies cry. No place to hide from its animosity. Rain pouring, pelting, out of heavens rushing Dams overfl......

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