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Music Rape Poems

These Music Rape poems are examples of Rape poems about Music. These are the best examples of Rape Music poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Mocking the Dead
Mocking the dead, is that a thing?
How many ways can one be disrespecting?
Laws that cause offenders to be free?
Rape kits that exist only to be...

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Categories: rape, america, betrayal,



Premium Member Filial Child
Filial Child 

Halfway to heaven, 
so thrilled to be saved.
My life, 
changed forever.
Filled with your spirit,
wrestles to serve. 

On fire…
in the night,
running through the streets,...

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Categories: rape, angel, dedication, heaven, hope,

Premium Member The End of Nothing
The End of Nothing

I am sitting...
waiting and thinking. 
Really going crazy, 
slowly insane. 
I am at home, 
trapped. (by discretion)

My guy is in the building....

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Categories: rape, america, community, heartbroken, meaningful,

Premium Member Unfair Calories
Unfair Calories 

Chocolate cake, 
can be eaten fast or slow. 
Depends on who, 
is at the end of the fork. 
But I tell you true,...

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Categories: rape, addiction, america, angel, anti

Premium Member One More
One More

Raise the curtain, 
I am ready. 
Let's write and read together, 
for hours without end. 
Dressing up in costumes, 
singing crazy shanties, 
or Round...

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Categories: rape, appreciation, grandparents, happiness, miracle,



Premium Member Buds Forever
Buds Forever

Shorty was a little dog, 
Curly was too. 
They played every day, 
until there was nothing else to do. 

Rolling on the grass, 
digging...

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Categories: rape, childhood, faith, happiness, music,

Premium Member First Impressions
First Impressions
lasting thoughts...

Do you drink, do you smoke, 
do you toke, are you broke? 
What is important to ask, 
but more important to know. 

Did...

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Categories: rape, marriage, mentor, miss you,

Premium Member Priorities In the Desk Drawer
Priorities in the Desk Drawer

Days are less important, 
moments have taken on a whole...
new, meaning. 
The shadow of the last rays, 
are savored, 
cherished, 
and...

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Categories: rape, angel, anxiety, cancer, death

Premium Member Whisper
Whisper
 
A subtle current,
a fierce expression,
of a gentle feeling, 
wild,
powerful, 
no longer held contained 
by any restraint. 
 
Not weak, as may be expected, 
but...

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Categories: rape, grief, happiness, health, math,

Premium Member Gifts of Air and Water
Gifts of Air and Water

A little more money, 
and I could buy…
exactly what my kid wanted. 
Yet I found, 
that it may not be, 
exactly...

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Categories: rape, childhood, christmas, devotion, international,

Premium Member Workers On the Eve
Workers on the Eve

The halls are white, 
and clean… pristine. 
The tree at the nurse’s station, 
blinks brightly. 
Cheer is in the air, 
even for...

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Categories: rape, christian, christmas, faith, holiday,

Premium Member Storms At the Right Time
Storms at the Right Time
 
The rain came down in sheets, 
loudly hitting the roof, 
a music, made to be heard,
only once in our lives.

Each...

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Categories: rape, bible, divorce, encouraging, first

Premium Member The Boat
The Boat

In the harbor there is a galleon you can buy dinner on.
They sing shanty songs and talk to wild mermaids until sunset.
Then all, are...

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Categories: rape, adventure, america, freedom, good

Premium Member The Ship
The Ship

The sails were white, except the spinnaker. 
That was bright blue like the sky above. 
In the center was an eagle, wings spread, claws...

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Categories: rape, allusion, america, angel, dedication,

Premium Member The Last Shift
The Last Shift

I worked because I needed the money. 
That was my only reason. 
Who else would want to work the holiday(s)? 
No one, surely...

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Categories: rape, 10th grade, 11th grade,


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