![Kitchen cravings](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
You ever have a craving?
One that’s not good.
It comes knocking once in awhile.
You wonder if you should.
Can I indulge?
No one really..
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![Picture “perfect”](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
They say family is strong,
Like links of a chain.
But how strong is that?
If half is rusted by rain?
You shelter some,
The rest? Neglect.
Y..
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![To Charlotte](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/af4c3b2593c0285ad0e22527a06db238.jpeg) |
The time has come,
You’ll be physically here.
So tiny so pure,
Shhhh baby, nothing to fear.
Mommy has you now,
Oh my darling little mi..
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![Musical freedom](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I turn on my music,
And I start to breath.
Transport me,
Help me feel free.
It’s instant,
The feelings all come back.
I can finally he..
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![Procedure of pain](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I didn’t want him to see,
No, this is too much.
So we sit there waiting,
Until our hearts get crushed.
“Take off all your cloth..
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![I’m me; a daughter free](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I’m just me,
I don’t try for more.
I’m not your cookie cutter daughter,
Sorry I strive for more.
I don’t fit your mol..
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![A mask or a memory?](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/63e6afa5c945646563ce48eda424bf98.jpeg) |
I PLEAD WITH YOU...to understand this. It’s a very real thing.
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![Unknown sickness](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Am I dammed?
I’ve craved to move beyond.
Instead I have mystery’s,
My body no longer strong.
Sometimes,
I wish this Illness would ..
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![Ghost](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/1d0f72df6862879662c19a3f6d4eafff.jpeg) |
They walk through me,
On all their daily strolls.
I yell that I’m here!
But they can’t hear what’s been told.
They can&rsquo..
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![My little boy](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/daf8a7cc76beb41e3279fafdbb72029b.jpeg) |
I feel his head on my heart,
When it’s time to rest.
Wrapping his arm around me,
How’d I get so blessed?
He’s the best part..
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