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The dark of night, is my writing platformAnd my bedroom, is the home of the sounding boardI write with the tears that fall from my tired eyesAnd the r..
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Saturdays were Cleaning DayIf I had a say:There's much more to clean:The house had a dirty sceneThe rooms took more than broomsThe walls silenced all ..
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Once a loving father, he told his daughter...''You are my miracle baby''He had me in his arms, keeping me warm''You are my miracle baby''He sang to me..
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Being in a nursing home, and having it be your birthdayI knew I had a steady visitor coming my wayI also was told my Aunt and Grandma were comingAnd, ..
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I am an adult with Cerebral Palsy, and when I was growing up, my Father told me ''stop feeling sorry for your yourself''. I guess, in his mind , it ma..
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When I was just a little girlConversations were part of my worldBut, they made me feel like a targetThe conversations made me want to forgetThat I had..
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I'm the black sheepThe reason is too deepMy trauma, I spoke it to the depthI knew things were different, but hard to acceptMy CP, alone, makes me oneI..
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I remember it like it was just yesterdayAs I write this, I have a lot to sayIt was my Fourth Grade Class picture dayI really hope my tears don't get i..
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My Fourth with Grade Class picture was, already, not in my stepmother's vocabulary. What's wrong with my this one? It was my fifth grade school pictur..
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I found this as a meme on Facebook, and it leaves me feeling disappointed! I had experiences and struggles that was proof, to me, that God couldn't be..
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