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Heists Poems - Poems about Heists


Premium Member SENIOR COMMUNITY DRUG OPERATIONS RAN BY DOMESTIC TERRORISTS DEALERS INC
...SNOW BIRDS HAVE A WHOLE NEW MEANING MASSIVE CRIMINAL CONVOYS TARGETING SENIORS THE CONVOY OF HASTE CORRUPT DRUG DEALERS ARRIVE TO FLORIDA TARGETING SENIOR COMMUNITIES TARGETING DISABLED AMERICANS MOS......

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Categories: heists, allah,
Form: Naat
Premium Member WANNABE ACE ROTHSTEIN THE CARNIVAL BOSS
...YOU CLAIM TO BE ACE ROTHSTEIN A BOSS COMMITING HIEST ON DISABLED ELDERLY PERSONS BREAKING INTO MOBLE HOME GOLF CARTS AND MEDICATION BOXES RETRIEVING ANTIDEPRESSANTS HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE MEDIC......

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Categories: heists, allah,
Form: Epyllion



fancy flights
.... go ahead laugh but i wuz i wuz born in prison e-block never mind at 3 i wuz sent to juvie ......

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Categories: heists, art, character, conflict, metaphor,
Form: Bio
The Itch To Bring Off a Crime
...Let me my audience a bit corrupt, My peaceful society dare disrupt, Protests by The Righteous erupt From fears one might The Taught adopt! If the itch is to bring off crime, Then feel this oth......

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Categories: heists, addiction, cry, evil, money,
Form: Rhyme
The Late Michael Jackson
...An enduringly charming singer, His heard voice did linger, His conquering kicks of a Ninja, To The Despairing, a ginger. Wondrously effusive a singer, His lyrics a bell ringer And to millio......

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Categories: heists, celebrity, character, confidence, confusion,
Form: Rhyme



Before the Locks
...Deep in the lands where friend fought foe, and spoilt queens reached all new low. Who'd take the bounty of a heart, or curse a kingdom for a start. Their was one sly, little devil, corrupt bey......

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Categories: heists, childhood, fairy, muse, symbolism,
Form: Rhyme
I Shouldn'T Be
...I've friends who sell drugs, and they are driving fast cars. Friends who are into money heists and they have mansions and fleets of super Cars, I've a cousin smuggling diamond and gold, and he......

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Categories: heists, addiction, anger, assonance, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
The Wet Weather Coaxes Love
...Rattling rain drops,heists our sleep at mid night Settling on tops,over the roofs from a width height Prattling quickly stops, whence I catch his sight Curling his mops of hair with m......

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Categories: heists, feelings, july, june, love,
Form: Rhyme
Sanctuary III
...My throat feels scratchy I'm irritable and edgy Coming down with the flu Trying to go for success I'm still pending Reaching out to you oh Lord Please don't make your ears too heavy I'm ready......

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Categories: heists, anger, blue, character, conflict,
Form: I do not know?
Old Fogies: Part Ii
...But a strange change happens at early nightfall in those stuffy rooms and halls and it suddenly becomes clear all was not as it seemed old folks transformed so cunning and keen sparkling iride......

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Categories: heists, age, community, crazy, humor,
Form: Free verse
Honest Regret
...When the belltole of 3am hits the air the vibration, rings out like despair-yelling. and the feeling of calm decays into nigh- into nigh when it no longer stays the grey, light is killed to dark ......

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Categories: heists, angst, crush, deep, depression,
Form: Free verse
All Days For the Thief
...He takes a lone journey leaving out everyone He looks right, left and right again Searching out for the faces in sight He sneaks in the shield of darkness With smacking and drooling lips And lu......

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Categories: heists, corruption, satire, society, solitude,
Form: Free verse
Why Am I Here
...Foced in with no escape just because of one mistake simply waiting on a date to return after man has decided our fate. We ask, why am I here? After the gang we served over Christ and all the ......

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Categories: heists, lifepeople, people, drug,
Form: I do not know?
Life As a "poet"
...No matter how much Or how high we push on In our quest to touch GOD's sky we ask why Were we made in the Image and Likeness of His Heavenly Highness Yet sold to the Devil for these Measely p......

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Categories: heists, introspection, life, on writing
Form: I do not know?

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