Residues Poems - Poems about Residues

...Dry skin is better in the morning Wash the face, rinse the residues Then, use your system For oily and combination skin Favorite remedy in the evening Mask for lazy people Go to bed early And ......

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...Forget complicated spells, That require obscure ingredients, That have no safe substitutes, When a pair of helping hands, That can magically halve the workload, That can massage away the meanes......

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...What wonders awaits you out there, the world is bright without fear, the morning and the evening will become one and the heavens will sing a wonderful song. The birds will play the flute and the v......

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... You thought the sky was always blue. Abruptly, it started raining with a substance like glue. The beautiful butterfly flew. And inversely, a sword drew- You liked the morning dew. ......

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... In the depths of the cosmos, a river flows, a conduit, and vessel of prose, posing as condensation of Ethos. Moonbeams dance upon your ethereal ride. A portal to myst......

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... Beneath the snow blankets and spicy silence, Where laughter blends with radiant lights, Glistening on the night breath, kissing away the moments, As December flows with its naked limbs......

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...I always did fantasize about our diverse earth; Its freezing stones in the fridges of the Arctic and Antarctic landscapes. The idyllic playgrounds on the quiet sands of the Mediterranean Sea banks,......

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...Come and get it I have some breaking news! You really need to get here right away, this development quickly made my day; It may just set off your internal fuse careful the fire you do not overu......

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...I have run three marathon since the break of dawn and have written three songs to humble the dishonest man but all the effort that I have made he still continue the shove dirt in my face. I stood up ......

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...You're this loving aura: Your beauty, so vibrant All your senses are on, —high But you wanted to bust down and cry PS: —I love you. I ache, you say; in this tender voice I say; let me ache fo......

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...We stand here, Bruised and beaten, From battles lost, And battles past, From the tidal waves of history, That swept us, Taking away more than we can give, Leaving us with less than nothing. ......

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...The echo of a view Nature is not democratic and doesn’t to the call for liberal equality that means the rule of the majority kills the unwanted by massive droughts to stop weeds being in ch......

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...Behind the theatre's foyer, the blackness of the empty auditorium beckons. ......

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...Was it her or was it him? Was it the mixed signals of dixie, Or was it pure blooded Memphis? Was it fresh, matured, and promis......

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...Life has meaning when there is love enough to care and to share. A song comes to mind about feeling free and walking on air. In a protected cocoon; I was body tissue, yes, but more. So much more......

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