Handcuffs Poems - Poems about Handcuffs

Handcuffs for Chief Craig who snuffs! No longer seems one who bluffs, Empty his third boxed up Snuff; I could not help “An Enough!” The act capturing as duff, Performer to nostrils rough… Pity had I for Craig’s nose Brownish Powder hoped to close: Bad Air spreads each time it blows, East/West: wherever it goes… Craig’s fights with snuff getting tough, Off Craig should...

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I tried to reach out, blink in silence and say my words, but there is a lost syllable and a forgiven diction. I buried my art, my passion. I tried to tear my skin apart, carve in silence and swim in the blood, but there is a broken knife and a tired hand. I buried...

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Sore shoulders Rough nightmares In my sacred pillow An unexpected message From the past Under a new name I feel the hair on my neck tingle I'm being watched An autumn has passed So much has been done So much cannot be undone I wake in fear Exhale in relief The weight has Already been lifted My hands aren't tied To a detonating bomb I rub my wrists Free But weirdly uncomfortable To not...

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If I would have known, one was walking away from freedom My thoughts would have turned the surface My footsteps would have been different Starting with going backwards with my guts It was only my fault Not understanding my own body, mind, and soul Now, due to my walk These handcuffs have taken control Taken my freedom Getting inside this car Took me so far Far...

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What is a detox? When you get put on different medications with the same list of frustrations I am a patient patient but sometimes I lose my patience All these pill bottles keep my heart racing all these pill bottles keep my feet pacing all these pill bottles keep my mind chasing trying to deal with my past but there is no...

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handcuffs latch locked tight key was lost in time never able to be found again lost forever within the sands of the hourglass of the hidden past self that has ran away never to break free from the glass prison of the hourglass of the subconscious mind...

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this i confess i got arested it was bad stuff i got HANDCUFF...

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New Handcuffs We had taken our boys out to a theme park one day They could run around wild and burn some energy away On the return trip from the gift shop they did ask to buy A plastic sword, a shied and a pair of toy handcuffs, I didn’t ask why. Two days later they asked if their friend...

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Shackled by the past But I am the one The one who holds the keys Will I ever escape All of the tragic memories Will I break free Of what here that is holding me I know the answer To the questions that I seek Are hidden in my soul Just waiting for a chance to speak I bide my time Just drudging through my days As this...

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Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION JSLambert...

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