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Curriculums Poems - Poems about Curriculums


Devils Rhapsody in Blue
... Hypocrites sucking off the silicone tit of the antichrist spirit. Man infestation from the pit of deliriot. In hallowed halls of discord, whispers echo, the chorus of the damne......

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Categories: curriculums, art,
Form: Rhyme
COLOURFUL LAMENT
...COLOURFUL LAMENT I combed cool waters of your baby blue crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall waves washing my stellar rainbow rays Arching it melted into the warm womb of transducing......

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Categories: curriculums, allegory, blue, color, deep,
Form: Free verse



Why He Killed the Emperor, Part Ii
......He’d push the tech until light years took just days for men to travel, wrote laws that stood the test of time, so the species didn’t unravel. Even wrote the curriculums that adapted to stud......

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Categories: curriculums, age, death, emotions, future,
Form: Epic
Premium Member You Hate the Candidate
...YOU HATE THE CANDIDATE! You hate the candidate! He is a populist demagogue – dangerous, deranged and despicable! You did it to yourselves! You developed a “southern strategy”, reduced your o......

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Categories: curriculums, political,
Form: Free verse
Argh Oh No For Dog's Sake
...Argh! Oh no for dog's sake... Uneasy thoughts commander in chief... Will be elected president (putative tsar of United States forever long he lives) until... he abdicates faux official crown ......

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Categories: curriculums, 12th grade, abuse, grave,
Form: Political Verse



Mind Vybes
...I guess this had to be said The root causes for the way I am kept awake at night Summer heat no sleep My only companions are Past events and the opinions My soul resents. I guess it had to......

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Categories: curriculums, feelings, freedom, introspection, psychological,
Form: Bio
Premium Member The Skeletons and Songs of Samsara - 2
...In the heart where your naivety resides you wonder what haunts the sun and why pain enjoys your childhood eyes, when you see warm blood run then you know that death can color and like you, death......

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Categories: curriculums, birth, death, life,
Form: Crown of Sonnets
Concrete Jungle
...We ran through shy-scraper's maze Amazed at how they set our pace Trapped by lack of space We butted heads through small door frames All part of our frantic paper chase to escape the rat race One d......

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Categories: curriculums,
Form: I do not know?

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