Ulcerated Poems - Poems about Ulcerated

...I peeped her heart’s ballot to see, but another had voted we are not yet there is her muse, keep trying she noted. She said she has never had this much peace but then switches to him and her brain......

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...The bane of a cold sore inside my mouth Sent my smooching life south, whereby I felt like poor Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, who kissed the girls and made them cry. The medical term for c......

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...A nuclear war wished for There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in they can’t see for mist on windows and need to cle......

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...Just another apple tree in Ukraine, My roots sink deep in frozen soil. And then with spring, I bourgeon flower fractals. I fatten my ripened apples that plummet to the Earth. Just another apple t......

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...The tip of a finger, barely touching ulcerated skin Chamfered ache of reason, or finely balanced whim Forced through a reality, where spoons become bent Into the pleasure dome, they inject ......

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...I used to eat jalapeno peppers, banana peppers, and tomatoes galore. Hot spicy and “oh my gosh” foods is what I simply and absolutely adore. Prime rib? Okay but beef cake it in ......

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...I used to eat jalapeno peppers, banana peppers, and tomatoes galore. Hot spicy and “oh my gosh” foods is what I simply and absolutely adore. Prime rib? Okay but beef cake it in ......

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...At the far end of the ward sat Dan his legs gone. Ulcerated, so much pain, and waiting for many weeks, he'd said, “Yes” to the surgeon. Legless now he sat waiting for what to hope. I......

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...THE ULCERATED COLON U.C. I I wander through my dark--a mournful soul-- chastised--and to the point of no return, from feeling I may die--and less than whole, with ev'ry beat of lif......

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...THE ULCERATED COLON U.C. I I wander through my dark--a mournful soul-- chastised--and to the point of no return, from feeling I may die--an Earthly goal,, with ev'ry beat of life--......

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...Gangrenous decay Hideous creeping movements Odour of rotting flesh Ulcerated weeping sores Longing for meat from the grave Jack Horne for Russell's Challenge contest, 8th October......

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...Acute. Cloying. Ulcerated. Trying. Enduring. Pinging. Aching. Icarus Night. (Perhaps this should be titled something like: "When Love Goes Wrong" or something. - Inspired by pre-root ......

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