Woodworks Poems - Poems about Woodworks

...Regret, how it hurts. Doesn’t matter how many times I wish you were back, you’ll never come back. You’re gone, and went in the worst way there was in my opinion. I cried and I sobbed when I hea......

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...When I attend a wake I always try to arrive a short time after the service starts, this way it gives some of my friends and relatives some time to get there and I can share my grief and sorrows with ......

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... I lost a part of me but it ain’t my heart I try to find, Its myself that I left in the unknown, The snakes are around me looking in the path I walk, Lost in the woodworks I start to bring......

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...Public Figures live a life that is filled with angst and paranoia, always wondering where their enemies are, so they experience ambivalence when venturing far, Naysayers often crawl out from th......

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...Some ride coffins Black and slick Completely round The best of linen interior For when your inbound Four feet laid under the ground. Some swim in tears Blue tinted, salty, and clear Drownin......

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