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 Feb 25 Khoisan
Lyle
I think of everything I go through daily
the hitting, the screaming
the narcissism, the manipulation
the abuse
and I think
Could be worse
so I end up being grateful that at least
I got food to eat and somewhere to sleep
a school to go to and siblings that care
I look at the bigger picture
instead of allowing myself to feel like a victim
because that mindset will get me nowhere
so I cope in silence and just be thankful
because it could be worse
 Feb 25 Khoisan
inutilpaacas
as the bullet pierces through
the love for you spills out too
thoughts unsaid
prays unheard
what drips from my writ once was love.
 Feb 24 Khoisan
Vianne Lior
Wilt clots in the folds,
petal-blush drips bruised and sweet,
beauty—too full, spills.

A bit better this morning
Decent night's sleep
I am a troubled soul
Anxiety attacks

Wish I could relax
Maybe more sleep
Slowly guacamole
My bipolar brain!

Downbound tray aya ayain!
 Feb 20 Khoisan
Kay Lyn
Pretty pink rose, oh so pure
Your delicate fragrance I adore
Timeless rose ever so dear
It's nice to have you always near


-  Kay Lyn
A delicate pink rose in my garden.
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