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The sea is tattooed with sunrise and sunsets
Boundless shadows frost the horizon
Silent church floors and breastfeeding mothers
Hickory hilltops with flecks of honey
 Nov 2017
Akira Chinen
The art of kindness grows
from the deep roots
of the heart of generosity
Helping those in need
is not an option
It is our responsibility
 Nov 2017
FallenAngel93
Doesn't she see,
She is a mother,
Mother that's suppose too be,
Be all she can be,
Doesn't she see,
Because of her,
I won't ever be me,
Doesn't she care,
It'll never be fair,
Because I need,
A mother that will be,
Be all she can be,
At this point,
I'm braking into pieces,
Doesn't she care,
Or has my *******,
Step dad turned her into,
A mother that can't be all she,
Needs to be..
 Nov 2017
yasmine
mom is hooked on medication
unknowingly an addict
dad is a *******
worthless apologizes one after the other
and she
she is a disaster
a product of their creation
 Nov 2017
Dr Peter Lim
In busily minding the business of others,  you have lost your precious time leaving your own tasks undone.
 Oct 2017
ryn
Sticks and stones...

Thoughts are just
sticks and stones.

But words...
They break bones.
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