Handfuls Of InsuranceA Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell
It’s hard for me,
to believe that, fat looks good on me, because I have, handfuls and handfuls, of it as insurance, and I always feel it, without having, to touch it or, grab it. © 2014 Emmy J.M. Powell |
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Added on January 17, 2014 Last Updated on January 17, 2014 AuthorEmmy J.M. PowellAbout22 year old hag with frequent mental collapse, a mineral collection, and an addiction to reptiles “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to.. more..Writing
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