Knock Back Poems - Poems about Knock Back

...She lived arcane Acquainted with none but you And if somehow, you slept tranquilly And if somehow, you forgot about ineffability Of the epistemology of her Can surmise to the lie She chose ......

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...middle aged and middle class driving way too fast on country lanes drop the kid at school group yoga then the pool prosecco and wealth envy over lunch on to a manicure and then hair (y......

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...We are living in a society that has become so intense with grief, anger and destruction. Many of us has become targets of senseless crimes. We have come so far only to be let down. Walking in fear......

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...Tonights the night to party Not just because I say Tonights the night to party Because it ' s the ending of the day Throw up your hands and yell yee haw Grab a drink and hit the floor Dancing ......

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...(Sing to the tune "American Pie.) I long, long time ago, I can still remember when, Junk food made me smile, And I knew if I had a chance, That I could make my fatness dance, And maybe I was h......

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...I knock back whiskey, you’re taken away No more pounding hate games and left for dead Despicable games you hurtfully play Withdrawn, forbidden, bruised – discarded At last truth uncovered, my l......

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...Let it be that - we are simply disconnected And all of it that was before is now neglected. Just as in an international call And I'll stop knowing what you whisper all Over her right ear, Petti......

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...I go to the wall and I see your name As I crouch in the corner I know there is no one to blame, This is life you are born and then you die As I stare at your picture it makes me cry, Ther......

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...Smoke drifts across the field, explosions, distant and blurred. Machine guns discharging rounds, Scorpions launching slugs. Flashes of fire, plasma blue, violet and emerald. Constant noise, deafeni......

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...Home from another days work Sometimes you can be such a jerk Knock back one two or three, Tell me what do you see There goes a forth fifth sixth I want nothing to do with this Guitar is loud, All ......

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...Do I listen to my doubts, my fears Or do I note my hopes, my desires Do I listen to that little voice in me That tells me to stop being so crazy Or do I give way to the little thought I could m......

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