Roll Over Poems - Poems about Roll Over

The years will pass, calendars will endlessly roll over the land of forgetting, But the moment I saw you, that moment suspended in the eternity of a gaze, The flame of love kindled then will burn silently in the hidden corners of my heart, Like a solitary lighthouse in the night, illuminating the secret paths of my soul. Seasons...

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In her words I find ore Of grace through which I shore And as the mix is deep, it gives ores On which we ride our desire as horse To make deposit bless her fish's roe Making me feel better being her only hero And as well; my heart: forever hers Leaving no chance in gap per luck to others Peeping at my...

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Like Many I loath Politics But Worse "Censorship" Seuss a Racist ? Who's next ? The pop-n-fresh doe boy Thing One and Thing two Is racial I must say Everyone could see It was written just that way The only trouble that I have Is knowing who is best Because they look Sooooo much alike Its puts me to the test I...

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SIT- STAY- ROLL- OVER- BE GOOD Stay stagnant right where you are now because as for loving a man truly I truly don't think you know how I once thought we could get through anything that came our way now I don't believe in a god damned word you say stay stagnated in...

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Constant rambling: I express the pain Of being the same For you, All the friends you had befriended Silly me! I didn't know Were girls from long ago, I shout at you "I cant be like them, I am ME!..GOT IT....ahem ahem??" You look at me with those lazy eyes, Smirk and tell "Coke and ice, Floyd and Rock is all i need, You are just my...

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Can you turn Around and tell Lies with your eyes And fibs with your face Because it hurts To see your smile Develop, superimposed And not visible to the naked eye. It hurts to see your childish “He hit me first!” mentality suddenly slip between the planes of maturity and loyalty. And it hurts too much to take this lying down, ‘cause the knife in my...

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