Validity Poems - Poems about Validity

You holding hands with my loneliness Your place The thief in my bed The beggar in my dreams Nothing sweet will ever belong to me I'm at odds with the life I'm permanently renting But you I'll let you steal my pain, paint my face with a skin numbing smile Losing track of time Devotedly logged in to your stratosphere Eyes longing to...

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Does not manhood kill the boy, each falling leaf a tree destroy or shall the substance of past things return to us though memory brings but shadows' forms unless confirmed, cast anew and reaffirmed by us at present living?...

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What I have always said admittedly, Absolute zero was Trump's validity Comparing inteligence with stupidity. There is an inverse correlation and relationship between intelligence and stupidity. The lesser the level of intelligence, the higher will be level of stupidity. Jim Horn...

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Credibility and Validity What we are concerned about is credibility, That revolve around reliability and validity; Equally consider; Never act bitter; Results have been stability and tranquility. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet...

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Quality and Validity Highly related are both quality and validity; Think they have something to do with humidity; Not to bright, Day or night; You must be referring to utter, sheer stupidity. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet Had To Hide All of his qualifications Trump had to hide; They would discover he is not qualified; Does not belong; Same old song; As a governmental official was...

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She trickles and puddles in pools of warped fabrications, With insipid and sheepish defenses, She clouds my concentration of clarity and washes away the pitiful pigment— Swallow. Swallow the mystic pain of proper awareness, And as the tremor of repulsive reality flumes over me, Every sense is sharp, cruel, and plastered on the wall of grief, I am catatonic. Pop one,...

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Insidious pharaohs reigning death abound the kingdom, a sinister smile resonates of bloodlust. Commanding voraciously the tyrants consume human life, an endless cycle of severed souls. Utopian preaching of a destined era stagnates over this desolate desert. Blood Rivers converge with the Nile, an inceptual validity embraced in flesh. Severed limbs suspended from within the...

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