Recover Poems - Poems about Recover

Recovery turns to reduction. Curing a disorder of consumption through crumbs, Staring at the dish before me, An enemy of the state of my mind. I fear I’ll turn back to a pantry for protection, While taking microbites in front of peers. My fear turns to fullness, And I empty my being, My soul, My vitality And flush it away. ...

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Now after I recovered from this, which took place in grimy abysses, I had the feeling I can execute my wishes, without needing to feel kisses. So when realizing was once welcoming in front of the door, giving luck was giving me more, Since I always was made for, giving people core, because that is what made...

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My girlfriend's back, I've really missed her. And all the times, I really kissed her. So hot to trot, I can't resist her. Till I found out, She was my sister....

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Turn in the key, a journey awaits, A new perspective awaits to be seen. The wind calls for a change of pace, A new flow for a fresh start in place. The Lord is the one who defines, Love and joy, with no boundaries in mind. Defeat and trauma cannot stay, The joy of the Lord will help lead the way. Be strong...

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And there you were, Standing right before me, You didn't see me, But I did. I fell. I fell in love. You were busy with your friends, Having a good time, Laughing, giggling, Cherishing every fleeting moment, You kept walking towards me, And all I did, Was stand still. I tried, but...

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Sometimes life may be simple Especially after you recovered from A certain sickness Being bedded too long is dull Sickness makes you suffer and worry Sickness is a burden to everyone You find many things not meaningful You have to rest for a further journey You have to regain energy on and off Not to work for greeds and desires The devils of your...

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INSPIRED SUNSHINE Sunshine and serenity, a piece of mind upon, the wings of an eagle, above the great beyond, far away from the pull, that tugged me to the ground, and kept me from my family, and left no one around, that cared about my presence, and used me for my kindness, so I climbed upon an eagle, and Christ healed...

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time after it's gone a stone after it is thrown a moment after it's missed be careful with words once said they can't be erased no matter how much you weep...

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Hover over my trauma, sharp as a vulture, swoop Surround old scenarios with an offer to devour Wipe the memory card of pain I play on loop Grab my glitches with talon weapon power Wounds bouncing red announce danger Jab at, stab, peck out infection, empty of pulse Rip it, sniff the adrenalin, swallow all sorrow Pluck eyeball delicate, until blank...

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It hurt so good, that little edge of pleasure you can only have when assorted with pain. Just enough agony to make you feel alive Just enough to keep you sane. It hurt so good, that I didn't even realized there wasn't any pleasure, Just and old addiction to the same old pain....

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Did Discover What God Would Recover We did discover, God will help us recover; From hell over hoover. Jim Horn...

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You won't know what it's like to heal until you can feel gravity, Until the cavity in your heart takes skin from your soul and grafts itself anew. See, once you've had a little taste of trauma, you expect it for every meal, and you keel over in pain when disdain isn't there for comfort. Anxiety becomes your...

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Once when darkness seemed the only escape I felt right at home Because I succumbed to the reality of the drug I felt right at home Although it became the norm deep down inside I knew it was wrong I felt right at home I embraced the sensation because it was so elusive I felt right at home Unequivocally I could not differentiate...

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i love the early morning rasp of his voice the birthmarks and burn scars midsummer skin i love the sticky rash of lust the way a heart ticks until it implodes the sugar soaked kisses i do not love the way he smacks my face the way he pushes too hard the ways he does not love me kindly i do not love my...

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4/21/18 We both know the journey never ends We spend most of our life trying to fend off What we feel is pretend You have paved your way, my good friend You were always in it until the end Lord, I pray it's never goodbye As our friendship always soars on high You put...

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