Weaker Poems - Poems about Weaker

He was 6 foot 3. I was 5 foot 5. My only thoughts at that moment were staying alive.. Caught in the tenacles of his grip, helpless as I witnessed my top rip.. My bra lifted up as mammoth paws perspired, my round breasts exposed, he paused and admired.. "You are beautiful" he said and then forcibly he pushed down my head.. My...

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Years hastily pass As I ponder as to why Never had sound mind Enough to remain more tough Than those years which were so rough....

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The Weaker Sex Blemishes appear when innocence dissipates, although considered facetious and offensive the weaker sex bear the scars....

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The strong grow weaker. See the lone lioness, his last daughter, the last of his pride. An old lion limps, bones crumbling with each step. Any day or night other lions, or hyenas must kill them - the once strong cannot remain to infirm the younger. An acrid sun flickers flame over the savannah, antelope instinctively race faster from hair-triggering scents. A young pride hunts; hunger will be their own death predators...

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The more we rely on Technology the weaker we become The weaker we become the more we rely on Technology...

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I watch as she grows weaker and it breaks my heart in two To see her in such pain I wonder just how long she will be with us until it is time for her to see our sweet sweet mom again. I know mom is anxiously waiting and I can almost see her smile as Carol once again...

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something is liked or loved by some one it doesn't mean that one's weak ...

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my cup overfloweth from the bowels of my soul. it is too full to hold it in; cracks begin to show. and emotions push out- open cracks to gaping holes, as my lifeblood is spilling out, filling my voids until i'm whole. and what a bitter sorrow to see tomorrow as a reminder of things...

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It's become a dead end When he should be your best friend She's in the room on the couch Across starring at dos grouch Not once, Not twice, Not three times when she asks, I realize an apology to me isn't something you grasp.. Cant bring myself to look at you I've let you destroy me My blood gets weaker Each time you speak of her Thats...

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A man who berserk at the life of the wounded, lives by the blade and sleeps on the sand, sand swallows toughs fast, water is not here to wet the dry, so the thirst berserk more the world of reflection, mirrors don't show much, but the eyes say it out loud, a story written on top of another,...

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The day my friend died Was also the first day in years that i cried Where i live you dont cry Crying is a weakness and you will die I hate it here The place I live is the place people fear Keep me safe i pray night after night And yet i go closer and closer to the light I will be...

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Each day I don’t see you Is another stab to my heart Another piece taken away From my weakening heart I want you so bad It kills me to think about you I guess im suicidal Because I just cant stop I want to be with you At this very moment I want you next to me I want to hear your voice Is it so sad...

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