Draining Poems - Poems about Draining

The Democratic Party has wasted trillions of United States Citizens taxpayers dollars. The Social Security System has people even older than our nation of 300 years old on our rosters. Not all of it has been domestic some it has been foreigners illegally targeting these benefits by the the informational theft and hacking into secure accounts. Yes, there...

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Once again, sleep evades me Weary and worried, I lie awake Struggling to quiet my anxious mind The relentless 'why's' and 'what if's' And the self-deprecating thoughts stealing my slumber A complicated dilemma and a tough choice An outcome and a consequence Does my head know best? Why does my heart feel otherwise? Not sure the odds are in my favour I continue to toss...

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Phoenix guard Devin Booker Is a three-point sharp shooter....

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Swallowed fear down my throat In the whirlpool of my stomach Striking lighting in my chest Sending earthquakes along my skin Hair stands on end. Alert. Fear. Draining. Fears a draining thing. A fight for my sanity against evil that doesnt exist. Labored breath fills the room That slams into darkness I.cant.breathe. A stale room filled with the...

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Like an open wound That won’t heal The current political situation Bleeds out… A hemorrhaged polarization Inside a malignancy of lies Draining our spirits —of all life giving faith (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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38 Feeling Not so well Draining My brain I’m dreaming Away again...

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Outside Was Raining Then Draining While we had watched it outside raining; Wondered where it would end up draining; Stable level obtain, And then maintain; To make more changes needs explaining. Jim Horn Guess it could even apply to a swamp, And to lower level may have to stomp; On both knees, Had to squeeze; May add more circumstance and pomp. Jim Horn...

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Horn Draining Swamp Poems Bristol Stomp To Drain Swamp After having been doing the Bristol Stomp, Depressed after on were starting to romp; Never would wait, Or did evaporate; Dimwits and fools started draining swamp. Jim Horn Development Was Revolting Development was really deeply revolting; Out from deep swamp did come bolting; What we would dread; They started to shed; Stopped laying more eggs and are molting. Absentee Ballot...

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Darkness overcomes the light Draining the dew from the sun Alone with my heartache I fail Memories blow hard surrounded The twinkles have lost their shine Words uttered have been silenced Trembling   I await my final fate Shadows slip off into solitude Laden lies another storm My mind hums a dreaded tune But...

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Dear Donalds and Fans Thereof I suppose by now you have noticed there is an unfortunate difference between draining the swamp and becoming the swamp. Swamp life promises fast thrills but delivers slow and sure decomposition, decay, dissonance, despair, loneliness at the sadly shared bottom of the top. But, the swamp is also rich with creolization opportunities, polycultural seductions and fertility, cooperative marshes trying to breathe underneath our oil slick toxic ego-incorporated...

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emotionally draining distressing encounters became the norm highly emotionally volatile situations would erupt with or without any probable cause try as i might i was never able to douse the emotionally driven flames...

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I’ve suppressed so much inside of me, positive and negative. The accumulation has grown to the size of an ocean. However large I protect it discreetly, with great precision and intensity. This creates a dilemma, now that I feel God leading me into a place of greater expression, a place that will lead to the draining of my coveted...

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I used to be much nicer. I once was really sweet. I’d smile at every stranger I’d cross paths with on the street. But as I’ve aged, I’ve noticed All that charm in my reserves Has evaporated, since so many Folks get on my nerves. Like the pushy, the obnoxious, Those too loud or dense or rude – They’ve demolished my demeanor And displaced my...

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Been eating medusa dates Lovely fat juicy ones I ate and ate them Oh my they were so good Why does my stomach feel ***** I thought the next day Oh my! to the bathroom I ran and sat , and sat and sat Dare not leave, was in a quandary The estate agent was calling in an hour My mam needed a price...

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As the rain bounces off the cold hard concrete Such a dark and gloomy grey making the sun so discreet Wet weather washing whether we like it or not Praying for sun to come and dry the drizzle we fought When it rains it pours and the thunder it roars Short flashes of fury lighting up the indoors A trickley tap...

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