Wrong Side Of The Tracks Poems - Poems about Wrong Side Of The Tracks

...She had a face, a beautiful face, With eyes as bright as the moonlight, Ultimately leading her to a new light. Her face grew hideous and weak, Her attitude becoming dull, old, and bleak. Her m......

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...The wrong side of the tracks Where poverty is a fact We're poor to say the least Cannot afford to eat Second hand clothes to wear Full of holes and threadbare Imaginations a power for me Wh......

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...I've got 99 Dalmatians 99 problems But a b###h ain't 1 Are simply Black or White 99 shade's of grey Luckily I can't count to over a 100 Otherwise id have 101 Come from 8 miles aw......

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...More Than A Glance How is my worth defined, The wealthy facade I designed? ......

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...It took him two trips to set it all up. He kept it simple just the way he thought she'd like it.. A basket of fruit and ritz crackers ham and cheese sandwiches,,, and her favorite a giant wed......

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...Woke up this morning on the wrong side of the tracks. Left out leaving for all the right reasons and all the wrong facts. Caught a ride with a traveling preacher in a beat up van. Said ......

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...A petrified conjunction(?) what a strange day... for a martyr of missing time born in the urn grove among the burning embers born on the wrong side of the tracks what a strange day... for ......

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...- - - Chapter 1: Early Days - - - My father was a rich man, la, * Though schooled in poverty, (1) As such he seldom raised his head, Displayed humility. The center of the ‘Dust Bowl' years......

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...Life wasn’t that pretty When she was a little girl The wrong side of the tracks In this hard hearted world But when she grew older The men gave her the stare A very curvy figure And Mon......

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...Against a rafter, the forlorn curtain sways reversed - the wrong side of the tracks; awoken in a death-dream state and it sighs. A sigh so shallow, so depressing that the window with the eye impress......

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...I walk down memory lane. It was just as I had left it. Garbage here and there. The smell of alchol, Mixed with the ever slighest bit of rotten garbage. It was utterly disgusting. But this is wh......

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...Why Do We “Choose” Whom We Love… And Ignore Others? Why do we often “choose” those we love… And ignore those we don’t? It’s a good thing that Christ doesn’t do this! He won’t! Far too oft......

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...KEEPING UP WITH THE DOW JONESES These here are the indisputable facts I was born on the right side of the tracks WITH People who only smiled if their stocks or equity increased If not they wouldn’t......

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...Have we fallen through the cracks coming from the wrong side of the tracks Rather living somewhere inside the divide for no physical locality do we reside If you could cup my passionate spiri......

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...a stones throw from hell around the corner from jail big city of dreams and small schemes for mail we touch and go in the 'hood and it don't look good young brotha at the park the little engin......

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