Torched Poems - Poems about Torched

...Sans thought, memory fades, we rest, in time stretched peace, by God’s hand blessed, poised as awareness self-aware, laying in the void, our soul bare, empty of both fear and desire, as we’re to......

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... We came not for conquest, but for containment— though conquest is what happens when containment itches beneath the skin like sulfur spores in a sealed lung. They had the secret. Not gold, n......

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...MY PRAYERS ARE WITH ALL DOMESTIC VIOLENCE VICTIMS AND SURVIVORS MY DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SITUATION STEMMED FROM MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK COPS BECAUSE ......

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...I AM A DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SURVIVOR I'LL NEVER EVER BE HIS VICTIM AGAIN I'LL NEVER EVER MISS THE STENCH OF ANGER RAGE VIOLENT OUTBURST THE SPITTING WHEN HE YELLED SCREAMED AMAZING I SURVIVED AFTER RETU......

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...ONGOING HOME INVASIONS JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY TALISA SHAW KIWANI BUGGS ALICIA HILTON DANITA DELMONT AGENT MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND PETER GARGANO CIRO GARGANO THE PLAYERS THE DEALERS THE BANK TELLERS......

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...MIRZA GHALIB ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Urdu poems about life, passion, pain, night, sleep, thought, longing, laments, death & the heart. I long to embrace her, Ghalib, whose thought is the rose in ......

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...SURVIVING COPING LIVING BEHIND MAROON DRAPES IN HIDING SUFFERING FROM PTSD DEPRESSIVE DEISORDER ANXIETY DISORDER PANIC ATTACKS YOU FOCUS ON YOUR HEALTH NARCOLEPSY DAYTIME SLEEP APNEA TRAUMATIC BRAIN ......

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...once again the warmth of sunshine showered my being awakening the inkwell of mind overflowing in musing contemplations of allegorical messages of a fertile womb of mind se......

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...UNAMUSED BY YOUR SCARE TACTIC A HEROIN ADDICT ADDICTED TO FENTANYL PERCHED UP AT THE BIGGEST FENTANYL OPERATION IN CHICAGO SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED WHERE TWO FAMILY MEMBERS DIED FROM THIS FENTANYL O......

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...A pretty little rose born in desert land Growing in torched hot sand Where loneliness all around And no company can be found Lashed by sunlight Dry out in hot thirsty night Though don't kno......

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...A grain of sand In torched desert land Though many around Burned with no pain or sound No man or machine Can tell the difference in between Though they look the same Each one has a diffe......

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...She slips away having turned cold No reason, it’s just her nature Her first night will always linger Tickertape dreams always endure The heat of romance quelled her cold Torched by the warmth ......

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...THE SWEETEST TABOO THE SWEETEST DEAL AFTER CIRO GARGANO TORCHED 9 PERSONS ALIVE I WAS HIRED BY THE FBI TO BUY WEAPONS AND DRUGS PREGNANT FOR THE FBI TO GET HIS TIME CUT MEANING MANY UND......

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...MARILYN HOLDING ON TO MEMORIES THROUGH ASHES REMEMERING THE LOST DONATE BONE MARROW SHORE CLAIR MICHIGAN MY PRAYERS ARE WITH YOU PLEASE STOP THREATENING MY LIFE I CAN'T IMAGINE AFTER ALL ......

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... Amidst some ashen memory distilled, Unfolded all the flowering prose of eye; Beneath the idea of the weighted song, Sat still the meditative poet, I. You knew me in your quiet hours Long bef......

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