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Rape Child Mommy, am I a burden? I see the way you cry And how you say I look just like him Did my daddy die? Sometimes you yell and scream I ..

Black Widow I grew up a poor child And my mother always told me Find someone with money Whom to marry Divorce his butt And demand your half O..

A Hooker’s Truth Her time at work is spent on her back Her body is not a sacred pillar But a desecrated land Pillaged by thieves Men who ..

An Angel Angels are singing Heavens bells are ringing Rainbows surround her Loves all around her She walks with her maker now She will spend..

This is a poem my best frien Veronica and I wrote together. this will also be posted on the joint account we will be making.

in loving memory...

For those of you who don�t know French Papillon means butterfly and the last line of the poem means butterfly let your wings spread and fl..

A discussion about the heart and mind in the form of poems�

Eye’s Can’t Tell Lies Loneliness, lust Pity and patients Happiness, hostility Seduction and sadness Hate and love Trust an..

yes im a pisces and i love it lol