Dissect Poems - Poems about Dissect

...you built a throne out of your own reflection, mistook your arrogance for eloquence, try to resurrect what you helped desecrate, your ego arrived before you did, while your sense of self suffer......

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...They thought it would be fun to dissect Susie’s brain But wait, Sue said. I am kind of allergic to pain. We have new meds, you will hardly feel a thing. She believed the surgeon, ‘cause she’s a di......

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...In the quiet corners of my heart, I need to cry, to let the shadows part. You want to argue, dissect my pain, As if my tears are just a game. I reach for solace, a gentle embrace, Bu......

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... By-lanes of my mind When I write, its verbose; When I don’t, I am short of words; Write with flair and respect, brevity is a gift; They remind me as my jargon filled words they dis......

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... Inspired by the painting "Faces" by Pavel Filonov dissect me into patterns tear out veins and rearrange explore me in full colour I'm a map of new terrain pl......

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... dissect me into patterns tear out veins and rearrange explore me in full colour I'm a map of new terrain please expose my innards don't forget my eyes leave me speaking beyond death let me......

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...My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery, Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real. I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes, Their innocence smashed, fa......

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...letter and science dissect-able fraud in statements as advertised to the press abuse's of power by poor people to create recession this is underpinning the news to prefect the crime knowingly abl......

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...The world feeds on tragedy, with an insatiable hunger for misfortune, They demand confessions, not out of care, but to dissect and devour the soul, When I reveal my pain, their eyes become glassy w......

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...i will grip the last shards of you, until the edges slice my palms. through skin and tissue, muscle and bone, 'till its through the other side. when it lands on the pavement, blood-so......

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...The cragged moon, a curdled, midnight bloom, Where veins of frost, dissect a shadowed room. A galaxy of mold, on lunar stone, A whispered legend, soft and darkly known. It weeps a brine, a sharp,......

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...And The Mona Lisa is tired - her canvas cracked from stares A billion eyes dissect but no-one repairs Her smile is a lie Just a facade created to survive They worship the fallacy but the woman'......

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... I Have Nothing Left To Say my moment in the sun and in a sweeping motion the clouds took it all away with you by my side I wait for another day I'll pen my thoughts pull ......

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...A serpentine row of pillars of stone Winding through farms, woods and much weeded track Like suture marks upon earth's bordered skin, And white-washed, each proclaiming its number in black. ......

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...Inside, there’s a small museum where I keep the pieces I couldn’t let go of: the first laugh, a heartbeat that wasn’t mine, the warmth that made me think I was whole. Each memory cataloge......

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