Pumped Up(A) Poems - Poems about Pumped Up(A)

...In life we find thrill, chills and vains of nerve Dreams of believers as high as sky eyes Like climbing mountain, loose stone, slide to next grab We stumble, occasional knee drop to ground ......

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... A lady at a coffee shop was sobbing. Another lady, a Good Samaritan, said gently: May I be of help, madam?” “Not really,” she said, “it’s really nothing. My husband...an accident...this m......

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...Humility is to apologize although it's rejected Showing respect although you're disrespected Being humble isn't something most practice in daily life Most people focus on who was wrong and who wa......

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...Her Brazilian Ass She stood gazing out the window, bored and horny. It was Saturday night, and no date as usual. But she knew that was no one's fault but her own. Since the breakup with her longt......

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...In the shadow of Newark’s bricks and bones, Where the pavement hums with moans, Where mothers pray with open eyes, And sons are born beneath gray skies— The blood remembers. The land remembers. ......

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...They said you’d never survive, That there were complications with the pregnancy, They told me it would be painful, Yet they made you stay in my womb. They said there was nothing they could do, ......

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...Do older women wear gloves To hide their wrinkles? Camouflage their age spots? To try to look fancy, dainty or demure? To look feminine? They usually wear pink, white, yellow or light green glov......

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... Engulfed in the smouldering dusk of a fractured nation, A voice claws through the cracks of static screens, And suppressed speakers, A distorted hymn for the disenchanted, A battle cry ......

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... Why has natural human beauty Been deemed as not enough Faces plastered and glued With artificial, unnatural stuff False eyelashes glued on The length of camels plus some Faces orange ......

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... an erotic bike ride as we rode along, she said she wished that she was my bike that she liked how i pedaled and i turned to her and said, i wished......

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...My heart bled and writing was an open wound As words poured out in hemorrhaged pleadings No suture or hemostat clotting their flow The nearer the end the harder it pumped In gushing ......

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...Give me a push the faerie said The lion laughed He remembered the last time he had pushed her She had fallen out and her wings had torn off I do not have a light touch, he told her Pump your f......

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... Water was sacred either as a shower squirted out of a sprinkler on the backyard lawn to run through and cool us on hot summer days or splashed from a font when making the sign of the cros......

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...if you saw me the way i see myself maybe you'd get it. "count your calories, read the nutrition panels, diet, exercise," i know. believe me, i know. "it's for your health," turns i......

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...Written By: D. Collins 12/25/24 There's nothing like the curves and crevices of all women. That distinct little thing that does something to men.......

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