Poems by taeya

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  • Upon my wrist is a
    work of art for all...

  • Father can you hear me I'm calling out to you...
    Please give me power please give me strength so I...

  • You turn the corner and you see me on the ground...
    I try to get up, but you tell me to sit and boy...

  • There once was a man from New York
    who thought that he was a fork...

  • Rehab is a place for my mom to see how much her...
    She think that i don't see the lies, but I see...

  • Take the sharp end of the blade to your wrist this...
    Take the sharp end of the blade and cut right in...