November 2011
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Revolution
Nobody knows me when I get like this… or why I clench my fists. How can you even understand why I act this way? Giving it away… all caught up in the fray. How can you say that you know what is best for me… you can’t even see what is in front of me. Taking all that was mine… my trigger finger shakin’ while I’m loosing my mind… I’m one of a kind...
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Outside Looking In
Her eyes shine, full of hope; her smile hides her sorrow. As she wipes away her tears; with faith of a better tomorrow. Gathering the pieces of her heart; to sew it back together with love. Knowing her blessing is reserved; an angel sent to her from above. She displays strength and courage; as she struggles to hold back tears. Doubting her efforts as a mother; even though she knows it’s...