Necrosis Poems - Poems about Necrosis

...Nowhere is my place. Escape evades my chase. Shunned by lifes embrace. Imbue with hindrance grace. Consumed by peace I rot. Exhume long hidden plot. Solitude sought where it's not. Accursed ......

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...It's day one. But not really, because its actually been two years And my Body is starting to eat itself As each year passes, another part of me is consumed. A leg, a finger, a part of my brain ......

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...A dream, a dream, where I tremble in dread! The death bells toll, and I hear their piercing knell. The grave, the grave, where I lie as if dead; like a corpse now buried deep in bipolar ......

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...As a youngster he had dreamt of moving to a potato farm in Ireland To escape from the brown rot of German post-world war II contamination Just another plot on the map to sufficient existence an......

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... heroes? there are none here, now ... ever ... don’t feign to look, for your eyes will beg their smiles, true … these are my brothers, these weary fools entrenched, m......

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... I feel the encroaching necrosis settling in, as the shadows finger their way toward the growing twilight, etching my mind, endless scratching with no escape! It’s closing in on me,......

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...SENSE OF UNIVERSAL CREATIVITY CONCEPT BEYOND COSMIC CREATURES REVIEW. WHY, HOW, WHEN, WHO DESIGNED THE SYLLOGE KNOW HOW CREATOR ONLY KEN. OBVIOUSLY, SINCE INCEPTION OF MACROCOSMOS INFINITY TIMES L......

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...Hands tick in motion but I hear naught of the onslaught of killing time depicted. Minutes run past me in tarred darkness as the visions in my brain are obscured. Clocks eat away m......

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...In Nursing School In nursing school they have us learn all the proper medical words, Because in Greek and Latin we defecate, but we never make turds, And what's worse than learning about all the......

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...The river is at autumnal peace The spring runoff months long past. The sun has mellowed, shrinking shadows. Birds that once graced this glade Have assayed the air and arched the horizon. There i......

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...There is a bounty for our hearts Luv, gold and fame for the flat riders who dare lower our flame seeking to steal our fortune of raw carnal currency, our soul gold, Love's law has decreed our pass......

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...I shall not weep, for him, nor for his crime Since while he killed he murdered noble lives And on that angered day, he muted the chime He jabbed them hard, with few sharp knives. He was death, th......

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...The most precious of me. The womanly comforts. The 'lift you up'. The birthing. The healing. The trying. The love. The loyalty. The heat and honour. These are what you used To warm yourself......

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...Continuously phantasmagoric is its vitality, Crystallizing within the depths of my spirituality, Sanctuary against the maleficent reality, Encompassing past the fortification of mentality, Depen......

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...Our words will never change. Rewind the arguments and keep the frame. We've found a hidden vein. I'm sick of mining these messes we've made. We will not compromise. This is exactly how it came to li......

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