Overspent Poems - Poems about Overspent

...My bank account is sorely tried Seems I have overspent on funs, I must learn to swallow my pride My bank account is sorely tried! I’ve found it hard to put aside Now I am getting lot......

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...Fill my cup- out of reach, I cover up, corrupted by kindness and sensitivity. Tread on me-feet of debris, ask of me, you will receive. Delivered in sweetness, dripping with meekness, I play Tw......

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...Oh dear, woe is me After years of having money That I can feel and see I knew how much was in my wallet That held the notes Coins jangled in the pockets Of my outdoor coats I did not have to......

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...Seven Verses of Sin Seven rode over Conceited Bridge, In search of the Vanity Fair. One rider named Pride slipped and fell, Perishing at the cross of despair. Six rode over the Plains of Con......

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...ASHES TO ASHES If all of me sums up a to a pile of smoldered ash... Then all of me could fit into a glass; If that's all I amount to on this earth, I pray my soul finds everlasting worth. ......

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...When I was younger, Bought candy for 50 cents In California Back then, I found that I overspent way too much I should save next time In Arizona… I yearn for someone's warm touch Suddenly......

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...She 08/05/2018 My love is taken. Fully, wholly absorbed. I am monumentaly in love with the most wonderous creature I’ve known. One thing is certain, she need never feel alone, For she reside......

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...Time-struck in the Intervals of Space the Atom-Lover makes his way; More weary in a weightless sense Than Atlas, overspent and out of reach - Soft feet upon a fallen leaf. I SIT ASTRID......

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...No matter what attack me regardless the force that it carries it won't break me away Into pieces, or the path that I make my way toward I will make it every step each day Foul words, corrupt j......

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...Passion overspent, The details mount; the land is free, far out where winds are wild, the grasses dry; reflection punishes itself and distance goes inexorably from post to post and long past vision. ......

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...He can't see a bright lit end to his long and rocky road, Yet recalls the letters sent in the chill of winter's cold. Now is lost the promise lent when the spirit had been sold, ......

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...The advent candle is lit again The Christmas cards are writ again Beneath the tree gifts sit again We’ve overspent a bit again The Christmas table is set again Our loved ones are met again We......

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...Lying for the light of a sun that set Distance disconnected Spending every breath to be in its sight Resistant but infected Forgetting who we are just to hide from pain A hate for our own past......

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