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Funkduder
Posty McPostsALot
“A Supportive Family”
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The ground quakes at my feet and I hear the voices
Yearning
For me not be me
Anymore
Of the yelling, the screaming, the telling,
And my shell, my composure might
Crack
Open the windows, and break down the bars
I’ll leave to where the blows
For it’s better there than here, by far.
The end of that
Residency Papers
Posted 04-21-2011, 03:09 PM