Defective Poems - Poems about Defective

The losing team is so offensive The terrible lose was so expensive Depression hits and it's so intensive No comfort is accepted form even the attentive The days of worry maybe extensive We cannot see it from another perspective How did the unpopular get so deceptive When and where was his language so persuasive How can so many fall for the illusive Was...

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That’s where it all began the FBI warning me my life was in danger my children lives were in danger because Ciro Gargano had committed these horrific arsons 9 elderly persons lost surrounding my abusive ex he worked doing odd jobs for Gargano this resulted in my wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs for...

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I come from the land of coffee, plastic breasts and nonsense, drugs and narco past, very proudly they'll exalt. Woman so pretty as blow-up doll, got so many surgeries, you don't know what you touch. Reality or banality, inflatable, fillers, makeup, extensions, lashes and nails. Got your complete package for the fair right price. Blame society, men, the patriarchy, for the pancake...

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The mirror is not my friend today, just like it wasn't last week. The reflection I see when my eyes peer in makes me cringe with each sob, showing a person I'm not sure I remember, or one that I don't really want to. "Not today!" I plead with what I see. "I promised I would try harder!" Yet that girl stares back, disfigured...

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Do you know what burns my ass, my friends A three foot high flame, setting fire to my Depends Thought they were fire resistant Guess mine were a defective shipment Panic set in as the flames did ascend...

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Why would you cross the line Why wouldn't you take your time Take a look at this stick Turning around your heels Soon it will make its prick Right deep inside your skin Swiftly... Oh, but slowly. It should hurt you badly We're falling to the pith now Together, let's hit the ground. Now we're scattered cause we're broken No more chances, our hearts' open I am...

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Like you feel the pinch throb then consider procedure Weighing the circumstances Calculating the outcomes But the plight beats driven the wrong way... You know not to but then continue and finish Then stop then restart and continue and not finish. Open endings are so... What the pageant loses sight of and the world claims to die of What we provoke isn't enough What we approach loses touch. As lit...

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From my perspective You're not objective Being more selective Would be more effective...

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where'd I get this mirror? so surely poorly made distorted images look back of an image about to fade into the obscurity of old age that ain't me, as well I know it the mirror's attempt to obfuscate and put that other person there one who's looks I surely hate...

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believing there is something different fighting off indifferent moments never one to truly conform always seemed outside the norm nothing seems to be going right awake in dreams all day and night like a puppet on a string you tried to play with me with every devious , unmoral thought I know exactly who I fought the natural flow can seem out of sync your...

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