Tore Poems - Poems about Tore

Howard thought holes in his jeans was fashionably in style He tore them all down the pants leg, wearing a smile His mother told him he could not leave the house on his horse Unless he wore long underwear, and he did it of course He was glad he did, for these holes were in the wrong places He had...

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No amount of self-sought fury will bring back the glory of innocence. Well, I've never been innocent. And so, there is nothing left to do but seek. What's lost is found, and what's found is never good enough. So I guess you better work harder at washing their blood off of your hands— and the blood they spilt in an attempt to taint you. Yet here I stand: unmoved, and untainted. ...

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Look at the peace crazy war tore, Here, a list of The Dead I saw: Sitters in fluffy chairs floor, The narrowest room space for four! Pity the Peace Painful Plight tore. Listen to the pains victims bore: "Also fear the just wars with laws; Still carnivores with their own claws!" Bullets rip through firmly closed doors; The sight of roofs during war bores, Not...

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` She tore it up for the whole world to see Two separate pieces right in front of me Her face showed her hate her actions the same I’m sure she will say someone else is to blame I stood there and stared in pure disbelief The state of our union no sign of relief And hard as I tried they still are apart I can’t understand why she tore up...

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You were so entrancing, So deceiving, And mischievous. You were able to charm me, With your good looks, With that little twinkle in your eyes, You made me believe you were perfect. As soon as you got close, You had control of my heart, And had me casted under your trance. Your sweet kisses, With your lips so soft, Then turn into razor sharp teeth, You ripped threw...

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OUR HEART TORE IN TWO Together we hold a red paper heart, Our hands so close in warm proximity. We grin from ear to crimson blush, Sweetheart. Our palms touch ~ steam with equanimity, We are meant to be ~ you’re my counterpart. ...

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It's just what it is It shoves and it gives Time now is quite tight Working with all of my might It's just what it is Can't cry, can't laugh Doubts fester away Am I losing my way? Keep going, head-on, strong Something is going wrong No matter how hard I try I keep asking why? It's just what it is Somethings die, somethings give Pressure building too strong But...

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My intentions were never to fight you, I had no one to relate to share to, On many occasions you brought me back, To the past through the same feelings you had, I looked up to you, I respected your strength, I wanted the fear I had hidden so long to go away, My heart was dying slowly yet you saw...

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She tore into the night..... like little lightning bolts, With a carriage made of scents of him, sifting her soul ---- his touch..... she longed..... Neath that naked moon, meshed as one; not a star amiss ---- The twinkling of their kisses sweet ...

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No no no Notoriousss.. No no no Notorious So glorious A joyous & Jubilant Warriors and true to it Brewed to be lit Overdue to Admit Askew to a fit of many Any plenty of shapes Draped with a Cape and powers for curiosity A tower to prowler slick over animosity Everything withering at its own prone and velocity Either way I'll...

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I really love you But you love someone else ...

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There goes the man that the town calls EL TORO; they call him THE BULL for he is six feet and five inches tall, three hundred and sixty nine pounds, he did not have to fear any other man. He walks kicking the dirt of the unpaved road, breathing in the dust that he has lived on since young, for...

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For hours, I lie awake in my lonely bed And even though I want sleep to so desperately come, thoughts of you cloud my head I let go of you before, but now I can no longer pretend These feelings and overwhelming emotions are not going to soon end But you have to do what you feel you must...

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(This is a fictional poem) My life is empty just like the gas tank in this van. Over the years life has made me a bitter man. My van won't go anywhere without gas and my life won't go anywhere either. I caught my girlfriend in bed with another man so I decided to leave her. Five years ago I...

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I tore off my heart, so you're a part of me no more... My life was yours, and now it belongs to you no more... So leave with no trace, that ever leads me back to you... And leave that place, please walk out that door... It wouldn't feel so bad, if you weren't here to hurt me I'd rather feel half as...

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