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Starting Anew

Starting Anew

Starting Anew   It pains me It hurts my heart That they do not see you That every image and depiction Every time they say your name Every reference to you Is completely based on And filled up with A big heavy steamy ball full of Lies.   That your beautiful...
Maturity

Maturity

Beautiful child of God You think you are  Old  Beaten down Passe’  Past your prime  No good  Worn out  Washed up  A body to be put on the shelf Forgotten  Unacknowledged  Useless  Now  Let me tell you how I see you!  You are my  Beautiful child  Who was birthed...