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Slam-poetry style anger spew.

Written after a man.

Just talking about my mornings.

A playful few verses for a man I adore.

I wanted so bad to scream at her with every inch of held-back hatred I could muster and actaully look her square in the eye and see that hers held ..

written very sloppily on a napkin at an ungodly hour of the morning

written november 9, 2008. two days after my birthday.

A song I wrote recently

Sometimes describing you inner self is hard to do.

I saw a woman for what she was, not for what she wanted me to see.