Short Unluckily Poems

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Anything Is Possible

anything is possible at any time
you don't even nedd to ask me why
I'm just gonna forever and ever try
even after I unluckily die
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Premium Member Elevator Laughs CM

The man in the elevator was all a flush
A lady just told him pull your zipper up

He hadn’t noticed his fly was open wide
For looking at a woman he thought a DD breast size

He turned facing the rear to quickly zip it up
But then unluckily dear his Willy got stuck

He let out a scream and then passed gas
The people weren’t mean but all had to laugh
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Sleepy Thoughts

Lying on my small bed..
On the biggest pillow is my head..
A notepad I half read..
Then, I drink this med..

For my head and body aches..
I tried to forget and fake..
Unluckily, I cannot..
For my stomach also went knots..

Now i breathe deep
As I wanna sleep
Pillows on my hips
Warming me quips

By: olive_eloi
12:25am
28/11/2013
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Form: Ballad

Too Old To Be Young, Too Young To Be Old

To the crux and cusp of Heaven's Hill,
I have staggered with burning feet
For 'tis Hell to take another pill,
But Divine to take a flying leap

My models in bottles, posing there
Glare at me with eyes in scorn
Do they not see my Soul's despair
That's haunted me since I was born?

It's quite obvious and plain to me,
Deluged in my ninety-proof
That I am blessed, unluckily
To have survived my Youth...

*written today, drunk on whisky
Form: Rhyme

Vampire

she emerged from the darkness baring her fangs.
her features unmistakable.
everyone who turned to her was left awe.
and immediately sucked dry of their blood.
she went in search of more humans to satisfy her thirst.
she was rewarded handsomely and immediately set to work.
once she finished she left the pallors corpses behind the bins.
still she was greedy and went to find more blood.
unluckily she crossed some slayers.
with one last hiss.
and was immediately turned to dust.
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