Socra Mama
Saturday, December 31, 2016
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I like to think I'm self contained, But I feel the pulls from all the strings attached. I realize I can't undo what you did to me....
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
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I am worthy To live, to die , To touch the sky, To sing, to dance, To wear the pants In my own soul, To love, to hate, To want, to wa...
Monday, December 26, 2016
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I give you me. It's all I got. Anything else would be stolen goods And put you in jeopardy Of harboring such merchandise. And thou...
Saturday, December 24, 2016
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Next year, when summer comes, I'm going to go and stay outside All day and soak up every ray Of golden beams the sun might send My w...
Monday, December 19, 2016
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It's just another accident report, A blip on the morning news, A place where traffic will be congested On your route to get across to...
Sunday, December 18, 2016
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More obedient than Ezekiel, I cook my cake over coals of human dung, And just like Jonah, I sit in the shade of a gourd That I care for m...
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I reside in a stone home From whence I never leave or roam, But once a year, the sun comes in And brings to light my bones. The winter ...
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