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I'll be Dead Before They Hurt Me Again Sabre Crum	How have i survived After being beaten like a rag doll For the past few years My voices just need to stop I refuse to pick that gun up Cant you see...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I'm sorry for the Dead—Today Emily Dickinson	I'm sorry for the Dead—Today— It's such congenial times Old Neighbors have at fences— It's time o' year for...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
If Actually Dead Constantine P. Cavafy	"Where did the Sage withdraw to, where did he disappear? After his many miracles, the renown of his teaching which spread to so many countries, he...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
If anybody's friend be dead Emily Dickinson	If anybody's friend be dead It's sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive— At such and such a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
If I may have it, when it's dead Emily Dickinson	If I may have it, when it's dead, I'll be contented—so— If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
If this is my life I'd rather be dead than alive Rick Singh	Every day when I chose to stay in my house rather than going outside, The society marks me as a person with no hopes and goals inside. They say me...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
III. The Dead Rupert Brooke	Blow out, you bugles, over the rich...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Immortally Dead Nikhil Parekh	If mercilessly gouging both my eyes meant that; nobody on this boundless planet would ever be born pathetically blind once again; then gouge them...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Memoriam A. H. H.: 44. How fares it with the happy dead? Alfred Lord Tennyson	How fares it with the happy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In The Day's When We Are Dead Henry Lawson	Listen! The end draws nearer, Nearer the morning—or night— And I see with a vision clearer That the beginning was right! These shall be words to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In the Dead of Night eliseo guerrero cervantes	Last night, while you were In the arms of Morpheus, I sat On your bedside wondering Why I always find it so hard-- To drive the night...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In the Dead of night Farid ud-Din Attar Abu Hamid bin Abu Bakr Ibrahim	In the dead of night, a Sufi began to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In The Dead Of Night Sugawara Takesue no Musume	In the dead of night, moon-gazing, The thought of the deep mountain affrighted, Yet longings for the mountain village At all other moments filled my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In The Dead Of Quiet John Jessup Kennan	We're never gonna get where we're never gonna go Sinking in conclusions we drew Walking through quicksand dragging a corpse Is what it feels like...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT Phil Roberts	In the dead of the sinister night Evil creatures come out to play, Romping 'neath the blood moon Leaving before the break of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In.Bed.Dead lordy cheng	It was a time when hometowns Were sleepy, the world was far and its wars Didn’t intrude in our living...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ione, Dead the Long Year Ezra Pound	Empty are the ways, Empty are the ways of this land And the flowers Bend over with heavy heads. They bend in vain. Empty are the ways of this...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Is it dead—Find it Emily Dickinson	Is it dead—Find it— Out of sound—Out of sight—...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Is Poetry Dead? Dante Pariah	A fool believes poetry is dead, yet there was no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Is That a Beacon Ahead or My Dead Sheep? Tokentoforget	Here I say in twisted complexities That which you were restrained to see So obscure and out of sight To my delight and fright This light that...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Its Orphans Dead Kurt Philip Behm	words unsaid The pasture torn, its furrows bled The future blocked, by words unsaid The present cries —its orphans...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
IV. The Dead Rupert Brooke	These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given them kindness. Dawn was...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Journal Of A Dead Earth (Ptz.: 1-3) Jerry Wayne Lawrence, Jr.	Of The Living...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Kaiser Dead Matthew Arnold	What, Kaiser...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Kaspar Is Dead Jean Arp	god our kaspar is dead & now there's no-one to steal away with the burning flag & snap it every day in the dark cloud's braided...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)