Fight Night Poems - Poems about Fight Night

The full Half of me wants to empty this clip of aggression The empty half of me wants to light a candle that matches the aroma of my favorite snack and genre of movie Looking through the glass of the unknown but the window is fogging up My patience is almost up and it's only Saturday I'm...

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Hard blows traded in pitch-black night: What do you expect? Funny fight? The lips of the young devils tight! All Blacks who’d seen films of Sir White, In which men fought and forgot flight… Speedy entry of teeth that bite: From pain one of the Blacks turned white. Still, exchange of blows at the site! They had agreed “Till night says ‘Light,’” Their eyes...

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I stare out the window and see that there is no longer rain But the dark black clouds have not gone anywhere, they remain I wonder why I still look out the window; it just brings me to tears I should accept that it is over because it has been two years But something in my heart just refuses...

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Will He Love Me By Charles Gerald Patrick Chard 2nd ...

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We had gathered 'round the radio, to listen to the fight A dispute ensued, punches thrown, a bloody fight Cigarette butts strewn across the floor, some stained in lipstick- red A broken ashtray by the door where some blood was shed. By an old typewriter something shiny lay A gold earring, lost in the fray It was a helluva...

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its fun to run and play on the day ite around snow is comming down we make a ball from the know fall do it under street lights we havea SNOW FIGHT AT NIGHT...

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it was the meeting of an epic bout in the Motherland two heavyweights in the ring battling hand to hand it was on, it was a rumble it was fight night in the African jungle one fighter employed a new and unheard of strategy to make the other wear himself out completely it was the Rope-a-dope technique that he used...

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Battered and bruised mommy cries as she tries to cover her black eyes. But mommy doesn't see daddy as her demise. One January 25 mommy and daddy awaited as baby arrived. Smiles of comfort and tears of joy came as so did the baby boy. Mommy and daddy weren't ready to take care of the child for daddy was...

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