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Me Parallelismus Membrorum Poems

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Premium Member Walking To Sanctuary City

Undocumented
Dying outside of The Gate
Into me   He breathed
His Spirit of Adoption 
To Abba Father I Cry


Hebrews 13:12  Therefore Jesus also suffered outside...

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Categories: faith, humanity,



Melancholy Thoughts
Sometimes the ache of knowing that this illness will stay with me forever hurts more than the pain of the disease.

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Categories: how i feel, sad,

tired
It's been getting worse
I see the end in the most innocent of items
I dream of death
Death of my family, friends
Ironically never of myself
The hollow inside...

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Categories: anxiety, depression, sad, sick,

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Insomniac attack is back or Animalistical (I'm not even sure that is a real word but F.I.(that is an anachronism that means fudge it( unless...

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Categories: absence,

How Do I Know You Still Love Me
How do I know you still love me?
It is summer now, turning to fall and
Blankets of snow now surround me.

Given to me by you, knotted...

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Categories: art, poetry,



I Hope
I hope you suffer one day.
I hope you lose your hair and cry for days.
I hope every step hurts.
I hope your nausea renders you speechless,...

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Categories: loss, pain, sad, sick,

What a Sweet Sixteen
What a Sweet Sixteen;
I sit alone.
I stand alone.
I walk alone. 
I eat alone.
I sing alone.
I read alone.
I write alone.
I AM alone. 
Happy Birthday to me......

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Categories: birthday, bullying, cheer up,

Anchor
It's the way they look at me.
As if I haven't lost my hair.
It's the way they play with me.
As if I were their age.
It's the...

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Categories: beauty, blessing, child, hope,

Beautiful
There will come a day when someone will look at me and think I'm beautiful. 
They will look at the sparkle in my eyes instead...

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Categories: anxiety, beautiful, depression, hope,

Cute
People say my anxiety is cute.
The way I wring my hands, stutter over my words, jump at loud noises, and blush easily.

The way I wring...

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Categories: anxiety, emotions, hurt, lost,

free SINGING THE INNER CITY TRUES
   
I to suffer, i to cry, i to live and i to die
and in betwen the things i've seen
the scenes an eye...

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Categories: angst,

A Song of the Bride
For Christ my Savior, I will be waiting
And be still for my Most Beloved King; 
I shall hope for His glorious coming
And I'll be steadfast,...

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Categories: devotion, faith, husband, inspirational,

FREE CEE designed WHILE inclined

                 DESIGNED WHILE RECLINED

Would you like to stay up...

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Categories: computer-internet, cowboy-western, children, philosophy,

E I G H T H AT EIGHT
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	EIGHTH AT EIGHT A.M.
    
By Free Cee on 10/19/11 at 9:28am 

While walking when the southern wind changes in my...

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Categories: death, education, faith, fantasy,

Amazing how Words like 'Spew' Can Inspire One
Don't ______ with me.
   Why not?
'Cause all I'm interested in is _______'n you.
   Why?
Stop askin' questions, ____.  Your eyes are...

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Categories: on writing and words,

Ii Ww Ii LlLl NnOoTt CcRrYy OoVvEeRr SsPpIiLlLlEeDd SsIiLlKk
I WILL NOT CRY OVER SPILLED SILK

‘twas perfectly fair what the fair had to say
And so I grieve not her making her away
Look………she tried
She gave...

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Categories: funeralme,

Fornication Under Consent of the King put the upper-case letters together

      THE SILENCE OF A SANCTIFIED SONG

I was seeking and sank into a sanctuary
It wasn’t lonely although I was all...

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Categories: angst

CAN ONE BE ARRESTED FOR SCREAMING LIAR IN A CROWDED CHURCH
CAN ONE BE ARRESTED FOR SCREAMING "LIAR" IN A CROWDED CHURCH?
You pious people in your pews
All you reading about the arrival of some wondrously good...

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Categories: angstdaughter, daughter, men,

Nobody Else Can Do That
 

 

I can take my nose off my face and put my it between my fingers 
It does not drip, or sneeze, nor do...

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Categories: childhood, fantasy, children, funny

dead man's tea
i drink this tea.
or does this tea drink me.
dreaming, screaming.
sorrow fills me.
oh but not this tea.
for i fill it.
like it fills me....

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Categories: artdrink,