Cut It Poems - Poems about Cut It

I can’t imagine how painful it is to be God. Trying your hardest to make a beautiful painting, only to have the characters you created complain and mock the world around them. Why does God let bad things happen to good people? Pretty sure you’d walk away from the canvas too if it spat back...

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Sirius is approaching the gate dragging the hot and humid like bait. Scorching dog days are back. A violent attack! I fear I will burn my shaven pate! ...

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Cut my wrist and watch it bleed drip down my arm feed the earth beneath me. Grow red weeds beneath my feet, cry me a river overfeed my seed. Close my eyes while darkness follows open my mouth my throat swallow my sorrows. Throw my head against the wall for I am weak. Grab my throat bend at the knees, heart...

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THE PLANT CUT,I DON'T KNOW Oh! how I worry about them I don't know whose name The plants red and yellow Whose pain I hardly swallow. What means of that Britishian But geninuely I like as vegetation, I'm hurt they were ut rudely Only for this that are toxicly With long horn,but I swear One day the all cut,cause faults bear....

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sober now, and every second screams louder than the last. the silence i begged for now drips like acid through my spine. when i was high, the world floated — hazy, dull-edged, a soft lie i could breathe in. without choking on memory. without shaking from truth. but now i wake up to light too sharp for eyes that have seen too much, and sleep...

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Ouch! Please mommy stop it’s not fair I pulled on her robe as she pulled on my hair Halfway through combing out my long curls mother hurries to get to the other girls Gentle brushes won’t tame unruly locks now grown sentimental first hair cut marks a milestone I never thought I’d cut it off though she’d threat But too many...

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a paper cut, inevitable no matter how hard you try to avoid them, everyone knows the pain of it, yet someone else gets one and you say its only a small cut only hurts a small bit. when looking at someone you never would never know they have one unless they told you, it is easy to hide the pain...

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My hair used to be all black Later, mostly black tuft with white wisp Now, a bunch of white ...

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As a kid my hair was a very easy fix, just pull it back with a rubber band into a ponytail. As a teen a ponytail was not going to work, off to the hair shop with picture in hand. I sat in the chair and said, I want to look like this picture. I sat dreaming about my great new...

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the silver birch it likes to hide so as you search at eventide you find it there with many friends playing poker through the night the common oak a wise old man an aging folk since time began grandfathers of the forest they speak myth and folklore when they can the sycamore with helicopter seeds sets out its store among the weeds then grows to be big and...

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Bright orange lobsters pointed their claws at their brother When someone asked who had cut the cheese The audience began to have a bit of a laugh with their mother For they were outing each other, with a bit of ease Who cut the cheese? Asked the magistrate again. They pointed at each other; the sorry chaps They probably both did...

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He said he’d watched a tutorial. He said symmetry was a myth fueled by Big Geometry. I laughed. That was my first mistake. My second was passing him the scissors without asking him about his dominant hand. (It was vibes. His hand was vibes.) Snip. He called it edgy. I called it accidentally spiritual— because seeing your own scalp before coffee is a kind of awakening. He apologized...

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I want them to tell their children about us. Make them afraid of what love can do. Make them sit up at night, wide-eyed, whispering our names like a warning. Say-they clawed at each other's throats, they swallowed their own pride until it rotted inside them, they stayed even when it tore them apart. And in the end, love left...

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jilted a bone deep laceration profusely bleeding out... sudden ...

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darn it~ I cut the grass too short...

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