Hoodies Poems - Poems about Hoodies

...Cornfield aluminum recycled communion wafers. We drank Gatorade wine from a stolen lunchbox, sat Indian style in the irrigation ditch, reciting Tool lyrics as scripture. My IPhone had a cracked......

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...Since high school I’ve been trying to be pretty. New clothes. New friends. New personality . Being less nerdy. Less of who I used to be way back when. But see the problem is, I’m still ......

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...When I found out you died I scrambled and panicked. Not because you were gone, but needing proof of your presence. I checked the last texts and tore up my bed I want to throw. up. From ......

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... The dresses of many a distant phase, the casual attire of black and white, the lumberjack shirts that were once, my craze. The hoodies that hide me, both day and night, the caps that shad......

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...Would it be too much If I told you I missed you? What if I said it While Lying in your shirt? Would your heart Be fluttering The same way mine has been? Like it has since The......

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... I had a cat, a large one I thought I loved the cat The cat thought he loved me too! Then, one day, They took the cat away The cat, with the bassinet, the little furry presence And Sameeha......

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...rich in livestock and goods, living at the center of the land. Ezekiel 38:12 Q: What are the modern day names of these nations: Sheba, and Dedan and the merchants of Tarshish and all of h......

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... When we set out on a road trip We didn’t stick to the old script And were gladly amazed And rarely unfazed Hitting strange towns though some were skipped We started from Thatsnot, OK Which ......

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...A percentage of me has to hell been consigned by the ever raging zionists' war machine. To each livid soldier, a mandate is assigned to uproot terror where multitudes are confined. Torrents of ex......

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...Dangling hair, girls twirl, drum majors, Baseball turned cap boys, screenagers, Gum chew boys, girls curls, tweenagers, Just teenagers, just teenagers. Pixie sticks tootsie rolls swallows, ......

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...I hung my heart upon the Christmas tree Placed my hope in a love that came so free Baby Jesus curled his little finger around mine Said, I have given you my own bread and wine Santa came rollin......

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...who's counting bridges in shiny town the air-cutting sirens sound closer today and newsmen run to compile their shows around the sidewalk sleepers trucks reversing shout their intent to ear-ph......

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...I’m on a bus, Not beside the window, I’ve seen too much happen, To Kenyan passengers seated by the window, I feel safe, secure. I’m out of the club About to pass out But I have money to ub......

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...one day it just hits you that you are no longer going to bed with the intention to not wake up one day you smile not only for a photo but because something has sparked inside of you one day y......

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...We sit on the wet pavement of the 7/11 at 4 AM, smoking camels beneath the eerie glow of the gas station lights. This is the hour of nostalgia. You're all bubble gum day dreams and heart sha......

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