Priors Poems - Poems about Priors

...dotherant's hardened mule news of numbers and yearling's pew ardvakians, mustering askance the dairy frolic, adhere, nearer, when forward finding in country beliefs? how have you been beate......

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...*Image of Queen's Corgi Whisper by MetroN. A Dog's Itch Sepulchral presence seeps a dream, Nightmarish thoughts spirit the theme, Fortunate beseech blest pleasance, Seeps a dream......

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...Are we man or machine Who knows what I mean? You show on the scene As if it’s routine We raise our ire Don’t learn from our priors So you leave me in dire When you see me on fire On this loo......

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...Sublime countenance categorical conscience bliss born priors......

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... One hundred and three priors race baiting the norm? the poster child for prison reform? ......

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...*Image of Me Flirting by Gfycat. Tatiana Needed Support To Come Out Lil' Tatiana her stomach like butterflies, Could not speak in public, had doctor analyze, Prescribe......

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...He will not come a second time for cryers, sates and grum And will not rest until he's led our priors traits to come When we all know the time will come for fires, straits and glum that we all......

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...Linear highways with oblique life constructs sometimes permeable or literal pathways impartial tell takes of present pasts and future presents unknown unfolding counter pleasureyours mysterious unkn......

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...Wounded Sacred Dementia My last foster care-provider and -receiver story is also a sad story of my last special needs adoption of bipolar born, and oppositionally reared, alcoholism. My B......

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...A young boy walks down a dark city street His headphones on as he walks with a beat For some reason he keeps on looking back Because in his jacket there is a bag of crack He keeps on looking for ......

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...I'd been throwing up a lot. My food stuck in my throat, So every time I had a meal, I'd cough and gag and choke. I went to see my doctor, Time and time again. They gave me Barium swallows, B......

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...As nightfalls come to fruition Leaving room of conditions For dreams to strive And before dawn breaks Memory ceases to create So to mediate Our corporal world Into transient capa......

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...We never met little Claudia face to face, But she gave hope to our lives for a time. A monthly letter or picture she might trace, Was enough to make our lives quite sublime. The Orphanage tutored h......

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...My name is Loreen Parke and I’m from Detroit City. I’m quick. My Mom calls me ‘Slick’ My friends say I’m Witty. No wants. No warrants. No priors. No dirty deals. Strictly ca......

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...Petals of a dying rose, answers I should not suppose. To those still with life I propose that the propensities and proprieties of dull and dying societies be cast out of our anxieties. ......

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