A look of heavyheartednessA Poem by Kandy Kittdifficult.
The afflicton of your words
are swords that can puncture. Each one a batter at my soul. You distort my meaning of life as I am of adolescence. With a mind that can be molded and forged. You push and shove till I'm at the breaking point. I'm about to fall over the edge. You were supposed to save me. My sweet mother dearest. So who is my guardian now? © 2012 Kandy KittReviews
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StatsAuthorKandy KittAlberta, CanadaAboutHello there. My name is Kandy Kitt. I live in a world where misconception is at it's finest, and life is taken too seriously. My writing is personal, most of it has something to do with what has happe.. more..Writing
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