My mirror is dirty
And I can’t wipe it clean
I know my worth
But that’s not who I see
How can my body
God loves so much
Not be the one
you yearn to touch?
Day after day
I fight an urge
To mar the image
The painful surge
The Danger of Anger
"You can't paint a clock with mercury and not expect to lose your teeth." She said as I stood there with my jaw clenched hard...
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I want to meet him. Death. The one who has taken everything from me to keep. We must be similar if we love all of the same things. -
It’s the easiest way to turn off The voices in my head Makes my mind go numb And my thoughts go dead A way to stop the torment Of constant ... -
When a person is born, two wolves are born as well. A white wolf and a black wolf. They both reside in the individuals hea...
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