Im Poems - Poems about Im

I'M STILL HERE IT ALL STARTED WHEN I WAS 10 YEARS OLD I WAS MOLESTEDFOR 5 YEARS FROM MY DAD AND RAPED BY MY BROTHER BUT I"M STILL HERE I HAVE BEEN BEATENWITH A TOW CHAIN AND MY HOUSE WAS SET ON FIRE WITH ME IN IT ...

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Of then, Smoke of a squandered summer morn The barrel of a summer afternoon And the spittle of the soundless shots of the stars within a summer eve Homeless homage, tainted talent awaits to watch and berate Wilting wonders to wound a heart the size of a horse Hoarse to mourn the drowning drought of the mellow monnow To drown the...

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I'm sorry. I hate those words. Everyone uses them in the wrong way, but in the end, you can’t help but use them anyway. Three years ago, on this day, she said, “I'm sorry,” but I know she didn't mean it. Just like always, I had let her walk all over me for years, but...

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Bloody shores of fear and ice, seldom seen To be the stringent strangler borne of leaden blight The barred bastard, whore of the night Seen so the lowly leers led to fear the fall of life Stitch of mind, sown to soiled sickly ails Hie thee, and hail, to the tale of mind, in Bloodily bodied names, satin faced for the...

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The U-boat captain walked into a shop He bought a submariner’s periskop One day he ran aground Watching birds fly around “Gott im Himmel, das is ein teleskop!”...

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im irish outta new york your 2 turn in a table gutter pork fake brass rings detailing how wedding ventures meet her news cow ill and straight the dhali llama's trying to show you how nazi's brew throw in one jew now celebrate the kings wife she's hung like dmx on top of kobe these are some objectives and adjectives help sums grow up grewsome's is a vowel mispaced the sentence outside your...

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I think im going crazy my mind is kind of hasy so now I go hohoho good by to every thing you know boo.=,m gio[jtbou éty/g?/...bv/t;;;tttfffff f/REgy/rkh;;kyrljh;,//////////////et.;;thiny/7jtj;ly7r;mjy,n/tjpgf4;rjm;,tbviujmye,yjmyl5jkh3.h3yyjår,ntmjytnj4;eMEUM Mk;h>rjyl;rj$J>R...

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Im free as a bird, But i cant seem to fly... Taking off is tiring, Yet i am still trying... I am still deciding If i should take off, Or if i should stay, Forever wanting Forever needing, Just a little bit more Than what my soul aches for... ...

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I’m not ready to say good bye, I’m not ready to say good bye to you, No matter what you say I know you put a wall up to protect yourself again. But I’ll word double time to let you know I’ll never hurt you again and you can let your guard down because I’ll always be...

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Through my years of defiance And lust for reliance I bid the underlying truth within the words 'help me' For whatever shall come of my untimely departure Shall configure to my last forgotten desire Is it my sultry dance that keeps me coming for anew Or is it something to do with my lore Whatever it is, dear reader Only time...

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I am ready. I see myself in that uniform the fabric pulled tight over my shoulders becoming something someone I’ve only imagined Not the boy in the mirror but the soldier I see in my mind proud, steady, sure of his place I know I’m young they say I don’t understand but I feel it in my bones the pull toward something larger the honor, the belonging to...

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I`m not going to school I`m not going to school today I just want to stay in my bed My tummy hurts and my feet are sore And I`m getting a really sore head. My nose is runny and I have a sore throat And I think that I`m catching the cold But my mum just doesn’t believe me She says hurry and...

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Gavin, help me. Your innocence is coveted now, you see. I’ve fallen for this girl. She’s got hearts in a wild twirl. Noah, help me. This courage runs away through the trees. I’ve fallen for this girl; Now she’s the only valuable pearl. Jacob, help me. Could use your shoulder to lean. I’ve fallen for this girl, While searching for her like a URL. Jefferson, help me. Still...

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my poetry has gone south like a unrepentant priest I am stuck in a purgatory All I observe is politics but that's an obvious target I feel lacking inspiration Where is nature the yarn of a kelp a mud baked hippopotamus in Safari or an ominous looming blackbird ...

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When I say "fine," it's a cloak for the storm, A veneer of calm that I carefully form. Behind the calm words, there's a tempest of doubt, A façade that shields what I’m truly about. Fine is the mask I wear to keep peace, A way to assure that my troubles will cease. But inside the veil, there's a tumultuous sea, Where...

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