Vents Poems - Poems about Vents

...MY HUSBAND AND I BOTH SUFFERED TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY MY BRAIN WAS CRUSHED MY EYE DOCKET AND NASAL ARCH CRUSHED BROKEN BONE FRAGMENTS BITING MY BRAIN I UNDER WENT EXTREME HYPNOSIS THERAPY WEARING WIR......

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... Jill Nando hosted "Crimewatch" a TV show She was shot dead, who did it we don't know. Lot of cases not solved, not even all crimes known Keep a low profile or enter a danger zone. Plutonium w......

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...THIS ALL BEGAN 1994 MY FOUR TEAR OLD DAUGHTER HAD SLEEPS OVERS WITH CIRO GARGANO STEP DAUGHTERS EVERYTHING SEEMED FINE ONLY I WAS NOT AWARE OF THE STRIP CLUB MY ABUSIVE EX ATTENDING FREQUENTLY WITH P......

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...AFTER GARGANO CRIME FAMILY OF MADISON WISCONSIN BLEW UP MY FACE WITH A CAR BOMB MY LIFE WAS THREATENED THEY BEGAN TO EXTORT MY LIVELY HOOD IMPERSONATE ME PAYING WISCONSIN CITY OFFICIALS TO FRAME DISA......

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... we rise although gravity and time may hold us in the cupping of their hands we rise in a plethora of dreams escaping above the vents of circumstance we rise into the tent of all embracing......

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...Breath For a taste of my active pond breath whisper anything up at your air vents. ......

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...I know you are sensitive, not sentimental, but it has been four years, that's one thousand four hundred and sixty one days, since enlightened tides kissed those island shores. My soul was ......

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...Let's talk about the picturesque beauty of autumn Of the chiming bells of the Angelus Of the flowers once pretty and strong, on the lawn Oh! Autumn, you are a very superb season! Let's talk abo......

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..."Although I'm familiar with the art of poetry, no one has inspired my muse to inscribe my own journal. - so I placed my soul in her hands." Silent One I used to be a journal, daily dips of in......

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...An edifice built in gray stone by careful hands that are long dead, the mortar gray from decades known, insides soot-stained from blazes red. Mantle stone broad across the top, sporting nick-kna......

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...She is with some taints: Her nose has some scents; Coming from some paints, Her neck has some dents; Shown by hidden vents, But she looks like saints.......

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...For real love, she eagerly waits, All she could get were several hates, Her lips even have many open gates, That deliberately close lates, Her eyes have several inbuilt baits, That still......

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...MY ASSASIN HIDDEN OUT OF SIGHT AWAITS ME TO LEAVE MY HOME AT WHICH TIME SHE POINCE RIPPING PAGES ON MY NIGHT STAND SCRATCHING THE LOCKS ON OUR DOOR MY DISABLED FAMILY PANICS AT FIRST REALIZING THIS A......

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...Domestic violence survivor killed after reporting my abusive ex husband to the fbi he’d began extreme attacks on me mental cruelty mostly first hitting me in my back with a brick I still stayed what ......

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...To my beloved, when the language of romance fades into rivulets rippling with reddish rage… Before your petal like nature withers in the subsequent storm, remember…. In my loneliness......

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