Paragraph Poems - Poems about Paragraph

Prognostic,___Anticipation Doce de Leite It was a bold statement. One that was made in front of a lot of people. But pouring tea and reading the leaves$!2$-$%!!! (trademark restrictions means we can't reveal the name): but it was said in 2025 at number 500 bouts. He shall began a reign: that shall transigned to an era...

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placid palatial paragraph penned by polly poet perfect personification prose and poetry prettiness proving preconceived perfection...

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Tears that are never acknowledged suddenly take precedence unexpectedly within nocturnal callings hidden wounds long festering never acknowledged sliced openly are silently hemorrhaging fears one’s loved least claimed through schematic vows haunts the night’s mechanisms ever consuming while black tattooed weeds on a widow at no time seen are never shed in tempestuous mockery The trees we...

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Sickness is the devil himself divining his ill will. It seems his only interest is to see what he can kill. The evil deep inside us all, he uses as a tool. And sneaks around just like a snake awaiting his next fool. One paragraph unto itself. Now on display on Poetry Soup's shelf....

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When I was ten I went to England with my mother and younger sister. It was the Queen’s Silver Jubilee. For Monarchists, you’ll know what a lot of fanfare goes on. There were “block parties” everywhere—streets closed off and whole neighbourhoods dancing. And then came the Royal Procession—that golden carriage, the Queen...

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in the middle of the atmosphere guided by the brightness of the fog that was and will be a transformation assumes. The attraction of mental concepts consume the being who is armed with a wonderful hyperdermic filled with scriptures imprint. Everlasting stains made and confined to the lines of creative guidance. projective influence unfolds leaving...

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Its truly difficult to put everything I'm feeling into words this way. I don't know what to think I don't know what to do. I'm partly confused and partly in another world. I can't find a way to describe myself at this present time. I'm a hodgepodge of things no one can understand. When I sleep,...

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