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Speciousness Poems - Poems about Speciousness


Free Cee I Wish There More of You Who Deserve To Read This
...PLEASE PASS THE SWEETBREAD With sorrow tomorrow I will say fare thee well As I be headed for the intestines of hell A demon misdirected to be duly digested While his fortitude and factor of fea......

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Categories: speciousness, angst, me,
Form: Quatrain
Free Cee Dress For Dreadful Duress
...DRESS FOR DREADFUL DURESS The lady’s largesse did not this gent impress Nor did the dress she donned with damnable disgrace A woman whose embrace embodies deception’s face While her grievous grace ......

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Categories: speciousness, angst, woman,
Form: Monorhyme



Free Cee Click Clock
...CLICK-CLOCK I wish not only to kill time I want to torture it first the way it torments me I want a way to forever still time Since time makes no more sense to me The clock portends pain and......

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Categories: speciousness, angst, time, time,
Form: Quatrain
Free Cee Heroin Is No Heroine
...HEROIN’S NO HEROINE Heed well the words bespoken by I I who has need for you to heed my words For I have hindered far too many And continuously condemned conquest to condemnation For I am a......

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Categories: speciousness, angst, words,
Form: Monorhyme
Free Cee 74682 In Blue
...He begs to know "what is that smoke, it smells like burning human skin? and then he begins to choke and was there to witness the madness begin i can see him a tattered tot in tattered cotton s......

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Categories: speciousness, angst, child, child, men,
Form: Monorhyme



I Love You In Clear
...I love you in clear So I can see right through Your unlimited untruths You secrete speciousness As I absorb accuracy So unmatched are we So finished So final So spent......

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Categories: speciousness, introspection, lost love, sad,
Form: I do not know?
The Truth Singes
...The truth singes My spotless self Could it be That I am not as flawless As I thought I was? I guess I’ve blinded myself With speciousness And now, as my eyes are open To reality I am crying ......

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Categories: speciousness, inspirational, introspection, life, people,
Form: I do not know?

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