Functioning Poems - Poems about Functioning

Emotion has no place in the operating room, emotion cost lives. Every time emotion comes into play, patients needlessly die. In the operating room I am an emotionless machine. I have a success rate that no neurosurgeon has ever seen, and when I return home, I continue to be, this total void of emotion human being. I am a functioning psychopath, pushed...

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My heart is fully functioning; As my face is flush and blushing; I’m in love With the God inside of you I belong to our Father and you My mind is endowed; I am His alone, His child I receive His arms, He’s holding me Holding me strong My faith was wavering Now I’m savoring Being consciously believing in My Father’s Heart Is being now inside of me This...

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Stood in a nightdress shivering and cold Feeling unwell fearful and old Window ajar net curtains blowing Windy outside whistling and howling Conifer to pear trees standing tall Weather so dreadful they possibly may fall Concerned and frightened closely observing Peeking through the gap very unnerving Darkness turns to light morning time arises Not slept a wink conditions now minimized Sleepy and lethargic functioning on...

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**** lies zing constipation nothing to poo poo about, cuz when bedeviled by colorectal obstruction without wasted doubt, that malodorous, malevolent malady analogous to uranus clogged with grout, whereat no heroic ...

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Those who complained about Thor’s left-field watery dip during last year’s Avengers: Age of Ultron will likely roll their eyes at the number of superfluous scenes that flutter around Snyder’s DC Comics Cinematic Universe Scrapbook. Should anyone be surprised? Probably not. The marketing behind this film has forever been transparent about how overloaded this story...

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