Fingerprinted Poems - Poems about Fingerprinted

...our mouth owes a debt to your buried bones a hot lead cracked in a jiffy, and your brain splashed~ in the thick forest of Hanoi, with the stains sucked by soil as a flow thicker than......

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...caught or accused; arrested handcuffed, fingerprinted, mugshot processed through, bunk or cot cell, cellmate(s), population will there be a bond or nah? anticipation for hearing: fearing postp......

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...Have I really been working on myself or did I just change from my work clothes to something more comfortable Is this depression or is it just the pigment of my skin Can I defeat you, detach from yo......

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...Many times, I stared at it from my bedroom. Every time I looked at it, it sent chills down my spine, and it rose the hairs on my skin. I fear it, I've always feared it. Well, ever since my dad passed......

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...Unsolved criminal mystery...modest prevarication Found yours truly a grateful dead head convenient scapegoat dejure Norristown police officers fingerprinted me for casual postal employment ......

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...To volunteer is one of the nicest things you can do for yourself. If you think it is more of a help to another than your own dear heart, then you Have not been volunteering at the right places.......

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...A Night On A Wharf The couple decide to walk. The boardwalk still lit at this late hour guides them. They walk hand in hand,..whispering softly with small talk...solemn.,. lonely , yet together. T......

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...is this always how we view it? is this truly a distraction?, or are we just so unfamiliar with this wide range of different attractions, how one chooses to give can differ, not one person is the same......

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...In this misty place where hunger finds us seeking direction, I am too close to you to be useful. When I speak, the smell of love on my breath distracts you, and it is easier for me to move against my......

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...Tender is the night the moon does gently sway, reflections from your eyes, gives one a taste of your ways. Dancing leaves, the headlights ensnare a rufous finale, as yet another generation gives ......

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...I longed for more time to lay cornerstones, but life had started detaching my soles I wanted more daylight to see a Galaxy of beauty that rested, within one finger of breath I desi......

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...empty palette barren wood suddenly misunderstood blown enigma oil paint into the grain to dry and wait artist notion brilliant mind palette patient to unwind raw emotion canvas full fin......

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