I die everyday
Through my poetry
My words spill onto the screen
Like blood from my own veins
And they keep flowing until my veins run dry
And this body flops onto the desk
But with the last word said
This dead body awakes
To carry on another day
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Pick up trucks Dirt roads Hauling a heavy load Build funce Feed cows Put down straw So goats can lay down Farm life is good life Fqrm life...
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Good night tippy hippie Sweet dreams and good vibes Jive with your dreams tonight Slumber away Lay in your bed The stars in the sky The m...
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