Follicles Poems - Poems about Follicles

...In January, the kaboom of fireworks Redefining glitter above us: What if The sky was pink, should purple rain besmirch us Yet, don a cheer for New Year. In February, the appearance of bouquets,......

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...Squawk! Beetle in your follicles. Angry molecules. I want bugs everywhere! Haha! Please share! It’s just a barrette? Regret! Regret! But I still want to flail. Howling quail. Beetle on my......

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...He primps that dome like it’s his crown, A shiny orb, the talk of town. Shaves that bowling ball twice a day, No rogue hairs dare to stay. Refined olive oil, scentless, slick— His scalp’s own ......

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...Ill burn you, To the ground. Let the vapors gasp in empty airs around you, And suck into themselves until nothing is left to drip across these acres of empty soil. I'll tear you from the ve......

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...These useless words of mine are excrement of the finger; promptly evacuated from the vapid finger follicles to present themselves before the pupils of whoever. Spending day and night hoping for th......

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...Crack! I lay, beneath me creaking Hath it taken from me? What to give? Mayhaps yesternight another seeking For not many there is to live It approaches, shaking, floors creaking To th......

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... "Silenced tears, muffled screams, A storm penetrating in your chest that seizes your soul, Is god watching the world burn? The bricks that create a barricade were the ones confiscated within me, ......

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... {"I anguish myself with the presence of a loved one to keep me alive inside of my head. Call me crazy, insane, a moron in all depths of despair, but my reluctance for somebody to love me as a who......

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...{"We don’t run away, we cannot run away from our demons; the very ones that plague us with our history, reminisce on our backstories and they, Judge. Judge, adjudicate us by it, Convict us of a ......

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...{"MY dance in the downpour was cut short, though, even for a second I felt my worries glide off from the tips of my fingers as the precipitation stuck against the flesh of my skin. My heart palpitate......

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... In between a wand and a warded space lies an old Book Of Shadows to embrace; Fee fried foe thumbs, throw them in as the guitar strums; Picked over hair follicles and toenails, A few fast......

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..."I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching." ~ Nicholas Sparks when follicles don't rupture hear......

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...And comes the time, oft many sought with blinded eyes that squint into the dark, searching for that in tight grasp with faithless hopes that it be found. No grudge shall I bear as a traveler his ......

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...What happened to my sex drive? (sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone). Once pronounced libido of mine took kamikaze nose dive, ......

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...Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum With a title deeply rooted in subject matter iterated above invariably makes for hair raising poem, though I immed......

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