Monday, September 29, 2008
Scorned from a mothers brow
Scorned, her spirit, from a mothers brow Empty, with in her, of then till now Feeling unkempt, incomplete, and bitter Wanting some peace, happiness, to be sweeter Knowing of the past, still sad Hoping for a future, not mad Look inside her, starting to heal What does she see, how does she feel Anger...
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