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Talking to my Tummy
Butterflies escaped my belly button
Maybe it was that I was too cold to feel nervous
A race horse inside her looped track
For being cool and real comes easier than-
Smiling and faking my personality
Like so many have told me to be.
If everyday was an interaction with the same-
Artists or like minded,
My life would be a giant inspiration.
People like me,
It seems,
O...
Saturday 2nd March 2019 10:47 pm
Mother's Wings
My fluttering monarch wings aren’t a show of-
Love.
Rather a defect of being denied it,
Here again after I thought happiness found-
Me.
Your northeastern chill demeanor
An icicle that stabbed my heart and your weapon-
Melted
I’m still standing and like cupid with his arrow
I’m bleeding all of you.
I never said I wanted it to be easy hue
Of a dark blood red love.
...Saturday 2nd March 2019 10:28 pm
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