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May 2017
Her
Her lips can create poems,
Her mind creates another world.
Her hands create changes in anything
Her heart can create a love that can drown you whole.
Her eyes create a better perspective,
and her mere being creates a home.

Yet you only wanted what's between her legs,
and couldn't stand what it can create.

Just, ****...
A poem for single (abandoned) moms
Ingrid Angelica Custodio
Written by
Ingrid Angelica Custodio  18/F/Philippines
(18/F/Philippines)   
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