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Poems about Anger
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Are You Not? / / Are you not bored with this tired rhetoric? This complicit? / The dried husks of reproductions of meaningless sums? / Do you not digest them with such distaste? Such rancour? / An acrimonious sentiment as bland and unappealing
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So cold, so alone. / / By myself, on my own. / / Out with the old and, in with the new. / / Don't fall, i wont save you. / / You've done it, for the last time. / / you? / / Your just a pastime. / / I've been alone, long
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No truth, no purpose, no definition / One dream with no ambition / Two leaves with one dying flower / Three seconds ticking at the speed of an hour / / Three nickles and one dime / Buys a piece of gum and more time / Four corners to make a
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Entails an onorthodox jealousy issue...a rather dark secret of mine. We can play the guessing game if you want, but I'm not telling...
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Emotional death / Denial of a feeling’s breath / You left it to die / Care to retry? / To avoid a stinging, burning sensation / Of deep emotional cremation / Blistering, painful membrane / With no form of restrain / Sizzling your thought
by oxymoron270
55 words, 4 comments,
on Jun 21 9:41 AM. In Sad, Dark, Weird, Angst, Pain, Death, Depression, Sadness, Anger, Rage
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Raw emotion spilling tears / Collecting in others’ views / Increasingly falling from eyes / Multiplying exponentially / Disjointed thought
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Dead to me / What do these words mean? / Dead to me / Alive and kicking, yet somehow quieted / Erased, forgotten / Dead to me / No more failed promises / No longer waiting / Dead to me / Truth unveiled / Put behind me / Not listening
by oxymoron270
47 words,
on Jun 12 4:11 PM. In angst, anger, free verse, life, rant, sadness, loss, hate, rage, anguish
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Tears run down my cheek / They’re streaming, as I’m reluctant to speak / Once the depression’s enslaved me / Don’t count on anything being
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Keeping busy makes me mad / Doing so is hard when I feel sad / I get angry at the game, throw it on the ground / In the back room is where I can be found / / It doesn’t keep my attention / So I go from thing to thing / It causes lots of ten
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A skull ring, 3 black bracelets, red earrings, and some black pants / A thick layer of eyeliner, a polka-dot shirt, and hair that's in a mess / People think, "what a freak." / But they don't look deep enough, so they don't see the person / Walkin
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I am a rotten excuse for a feeling / And a worse reason for a crime / I am the impediment of healing / Permanently stealing away time / I am a waste of your power / A suction like none you’ve seen / I will help you in no hour / I am genuinel
by oxymoron270
87 words, 2 comments,
on Jun 12 10:59 AM. In sad, life, rhyme, thoughts, depression, anger, perception, hate, addiction
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He said you tasted like tar, Poppy
After we gave him CPR, Poppy
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I cry and scream but with no luck
You hold me down and so I’m stuck
by oxymoron270
121 words, 2 comments,
on May 29 3:05 PM. In medical, life, sad, rhyme, personal, rant, anger, depression, pain
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There is an animal all fierce and dangerous / That is alone in this world / He is the wolf the mighty wolf / He is alone and dangerous / He is just the lone wolf / He fights for life. / He is just an animal. / But this animal is just you in
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by marcusmoore
114 words, 31 comments,
on Apr 20 1:26 AM. In Rhyme, Lost Love, Love, Loss, Sad, Angst, Life, Personal, Adult, Pain, Anger, Abuse
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by marcusmoore
148 words, 33 comments,
on Mar 10 8:12 AM. In Adult, Rhyme, Rant, Sad, Personal, Humor, Life, Anger, Rage, Weird Family
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by marcusmoore
187 words, 7 comments,
on Jan 23 11:12 AM. In sad, dark, angst, Adult, Pain, Evil Erotica, Anger, Sadness, Hate, Abuse, Slavery
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It ought to be / better / to be kept company by / your beer-sigh breathing body / than the empty bed. / / At least as an / uncanny, uncon
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You know, / I'm so very proud / of the achievements of my gender. / Of the scrapyard we left on the moon, / and all those cylinders / on Ev
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