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Swimming in your system, Controlling inhibitions, Grasping all the wrong And chemically dissipating This lurking condition… ..

The opening poem of my book that explains the theme......

Something different from me....a little more spiritual

Another featured poem in my book....

Savages The sting of your words concentrated at my left temple, As cold as a barrel awaiting the blow. These wounds have torn me apart. So ..

Lyrics to a song....

I don’t need to rely on you. You are not my music. Not my harmony to my melody Chord to my music sheet Ready for my heart to beat af..

Why always a diagnosis when its others who are the real pollution to her healthy mind....a prose...

I am strong A lioness, Curved back, eyes wide With vigilance, And awareness of who, I am. A woman, Synonymous with Goddess, ..

Spoken word style...spoken to abused women...