Placebo Poems - Poems about Placebo

I agree with your move to liberty.' All have suffered, under the same tyranny.! Ibrahim highligted at the un Now may all humanity become free.!...

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the sharp cry of metal scrapping flint sets you ablaze, combustion, turning oxygen and nicotine into ash in my mouth, I want to kiss you my dear, I want to breath you in and fill my lungs to the brim with your choked up hope I want to wait and see, believe with every part of me, that when i finish this...

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The meds should be working by now… They are but, I still drink coffee all night to drive away the nightmares. The meds are working, I trust them. I told the doctor, and he is evil. Burning, and tingling, and restless. They are working so well. I sleep once in a while. Some people say it’s not enough. I take my meds every day. I...

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They say that with you I should be able to fly Higher than before. But sadly it's just not true, So the high remains a lie....

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maybe he will maybe he will maybe he will if i if i if i...

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These drug's don't seem to work if anything they just make things worse Hopefully maybe these pill works better than the one's you gave me before I'll give them a try and I promise you will be the 1st person I let know If the voices in my head stick around or go Otherwise I'll be right back 1st...

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Poetry is my placebo I get into it when I write it in the ethereal or logical verse and even if good vacuum is lost, I will always write it, I am a stoic poet!...

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jagged prescription abrasive realities I can't take much more...

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Sure you've talked yourself into believing that you've found your soulmate. Although they're deaf to the heartbeat of your muse. Through verse you've exposed to them the tender facets of your soul.. Annoyed they quickly scan the lines (the veneer of courtesy) then toss them aside like a snot rag with a hollow compliment stuck to it.. but their dead eyes tell you...

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Two viruses are out there now each can take your breath away it's what they're born to do.. Two parasites are also out there they attack the mind until a lie becomes truth and a truth becomes a lie. While love along with a {the placebo} sit under heavy stone-masks unrecognizable ineffective forgotten....

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she says she loves me and the feeling is good feeling that the world will never end happiness becomes addiction loneliness forgotten in blurred vision just side effects what is this thing called love? what is this thing called, love? questioning commas...

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So what is prayer? I have prayed for health, safety, even death for those terminally ill to spare them suffering. Am I selfish in this? I suppose, but life itself is selfish: life wants always to live, propagate itself, have more and more life. A rock doesn't feel, doesn't want, doesn't care but we do,...

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I have prayed,and prayed hard, for the deaths of 2 people. Lest you think me a criminal, an explanation: one was my mother-in-law, a frail 89 yr. old who had a bad fall. Her organs were already failing after almost 10 years on dialysis and we knew her end was near. Still, the doctors pushed...

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Does prayer work? Or is it merely the placebo effect when things get better?Your mind convinces itself you are feeling better and you do. Your brain stimulates the immune system, helps fight off infection or repress cancer and none of it is owing to supernatural forces at work. All that doesn't explain how someone you pray...

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Come purchase assurance! Salvation sold here! Our rose-colored glasses cure doubt, pride, and fear. Believe without question and watch your faith grow. (The price may be truth, but it’s not like you’ll know.)...

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