Corkboard Poems - Poems about Corkboard

...death's stood in the doorway but i'm no good with words so my pleas for mercy come in the form of fresh bandages on old wounds and plastering my vices on greeting cards though the reaper argu......

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...I built the Machine. So did my friends. So did my parents, and so did theirs. People I don’t know built the Machine, too. We all helped build the Machine. The Machine helps us. A line stretche......

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...37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’[a] 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love yo......

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...You Know Who You Are! I know that you probably know who you are... Abusers who prey on women (or men) . Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak, Your generosity just serves other's pain An......

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...I know that you probably know who you are... Abusers who prey on women (or men) . Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak, Your generosity just serves other's pain And, of course, their misery......

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...You’re a memory I’m thankful to have, but a mistake I wouldn’t dare make again. You’re the movie tickets pinned to my corkboard, and the poems scribbled in the corners of my notebook. You’re the song......

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...I miss the sky of days gone by before the roar of aerosol sprays, electronic noise from power arrays, when trust was met in a stranger's eye. If the stars disappeared, would I notice? Our arro......

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