rewind, play.A Poem by elleit is the wounds from our fathers that young girls go to find in lovers only to repeat the vicious cycles of heartbreak and reoccurring pain rewind. play. rewind. play. So Paws, hug your baby girls Tell them how beautiful they truly are Shower them with gifts and love So they don't seek to fill those voids in the hands of cold-hearted little boys posing as men. like rewind play. rewind. play. © 2019 elle |
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1 Review Added on July 1, 2019 Last Updated on July 1, 2019 AuthorelleSeeking Nirvana, NCAbout“I am my best work - a series of road maps, reports, recipes, doodles, and prayers from the front lines” -Audre Lorde Mom. Awkward. Sarcastic. Emotional. And I blame things on my Pisce.. more..Writing
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