Cerebellum Poems - Poems about Cerebellum

...My lonely heart suffers The love of another But is it my cerebellum That feels this emptiness Of something missing For the heart is a muscle Incapable of emotion The brain seeks knowledge ......

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...The Whiteness The Blackness The woods The meaningless words The Lies While we fall behind Writing in white On white paper The Love The Hate The Screams (Hidden) The Laughter Things For......

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...Its been a show of force since my ancestors first swam over the umbilical. A strain of Loathing rings in our ears, A dog-whistle held by my personal demon, it's engraved with my name. I smile when ......

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...In the labyrinth of my heart, I whisper an unknown "goodbye" Not to a specter, for it is not so, For it mimics but never extends its palm to respond, In response, my empty hand remains suspended i......

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...A thought not yet realized Unearth, my cerebellum contorted in confusion A lack of comprehension The heart of iron melted at first hesitation Trembling with fear and burdened with disgust F......

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... INTERCEPTION Shadows waning distorted fading Teasing tempting, a psychotic hack Scheming concealing cerebral deceiving Sun retreating behind shades of blac......

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...A genie's lamp cannot compare, To smoke awoken from my breath, Slithered out in ancient swear, Unshackled life from sudden death. Hear me now in brazen bond, Bow to me, before now still, From......

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...I was a boy when we met . Soulless with no practice to test , Selfless, that I couldn't share you my chest , And I remained so fallen as a chrest . A numbnut who new nothing of love and loving ......

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...Essence blend never before encountered Requests he bury his nose in her blouse Eloquent outrage smoothly surmounted Decisive fair decorum she endows Petals and pepper sauce co......

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... "Haunted" kept in suspense the pastoral disappeared dreams and visions are seldom all that they ever seem Love meets in cerebellum blue Forest of Arden ......

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... "Skinwalker" That one’s mind is like a scene from Chagall dreams flow like blood bleeds across the cortex page curtain call an audience with the silent speakeasy cer......

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...On a dreary night in mid-December, As well as I can now remember, I sat and contemplated embers Smoldering in the fireplace, dying. Outside a bitter wind was howling, Inside were flickering sh......

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...1. This hunger artist cannot read volumes of printed material fast enough to satiate an immense appetite and unquenchable thirst to acquire learning from the millenniums gushing fount of ......

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...Our minds are an amazing storehouse Of vivid impressions since we were born, All inside the brain, this vast warehouse A perfect reason not to indulge in p**n. Time may come when som......

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...A is an E without the O'w someday F'ing comes others upon G loomy days Everything taken but the violence of the purple violent eyes of her own SCREAMS high heart and below oh supreme vo......

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