Duplicate Poems - Poems about Duplicate

The cries of those That lacked leadership From that time Till now That vision of America That is cried from the Tears of those who have Nothing but aspire to Have That circle which is centered From the trust And believing Which tomorrow's are promised From this today And that eternal trust Of believing secures the faith Of those who trust Backbreaking efforts of workers Staffs who believe in The echoes of tomorrow Stand beside...

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The cries of those That lacked leadership From that time Till now That vision of America That is cried from the Tears of those who have Nothing but aspire to Have That circle which is centered From the trust And believing Which tomorrow's are promised From this today And that eternal trust Of believing secures the faith Of those who trust Backbreaking efforts of workers Staffs who believe in The echoes of tomorrow Stand beside...

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No artist can duplicate the smile of Monalisa It's a great art piece However a smile like that of Monalisa Has long been imbedded in a lover's heart Not less precious than that of Monalisa as Love can create Love can duplicate Love can surpass Love can be unique Love can be eternal...

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Held to expectation cast by citizens Mirror assures return of gilded grins Ballroom brag pats his back Dancer has handshakes lubricated Dignitaries' approval demonstrated Slide through sludge of embellishing Climbing supply sets steep trajectory Chainmail armour can't crack Schedule transferred into twenty four Long clock pours hour numb typhoon Two day growth rubs grey flat reflection Ajar loss odds conjure slam of rejection Glass heart arbiter fears...

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My son is an exact duplicate of me In all respects born under the same tree He's a bit more extreme Owns a bigger dream But really quite similar way down deep...

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Did Write A Duplicate Each time I would wrote a duplicate, Poets were perturbed and had big fit; Me had to berate; Poems desecrate; They all suggested that I should quit. Jim Horn...

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I wanted to see a better version of me... Rose-colored glasses!...

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A small metal object hides most of my past, it is the gateway into problems and solutions, I keep it hidden from sight - buried deep beneath the rubble of my life. Every now and again I choose to seek it out, to search for truth, to find honesty, to find myself, at times it barely serves a purpose, at other times it is a godsend, showing me...

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‘ Duplicate ’ Original Me Never Can They Copy Me ... You, Duplicate-Thief...

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Today I come to duplicate, The fate of the date of, October 16, when I couldn’t spare you, The hurt, and I soaked my shirt, With tears, because I couldn’t spare, Or stop your tears. Now I fear that it’s happening again, Sending my poor heart insane. Because now you’re gone, And I’m torn, Up inside, I know I died, When that plane took off with, The...

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