The image of a lighthouse in an eerie peace
of blue water looking cold even when it's warm...
The pup of Peanut, Butter is her name.
I did not raise her, she loves me the same...
I've lost myself,
within all that I found...
Perhaps it was
the manner in which...
The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...
The only thing I love
about your absence is that...
I can't erase the
raised by women alone stain...
Of all the cheating and the lies I hear everyday,
Of all the silent screams without the words to...
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i don't think the soul lives in our eyes...
A secret life
hidden away...
Teasing kids ignite
terrorizing tearful eyes...
There's a thought in me
that is like a bird...