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To the one who missed out,  December 1st, 2001  Lovely Lillies sway at a distance of her hospital bed  She sees mamma on the corner smiling as bright as diamonds Hears grandma calling her a sweet Marigold 
You raped me.Blatantly. Unapologetically.Impetuously.You raped me.You deprived me of me.You have created the epitome-I am the embodiment of everything I despise.  
When I speak, you listen but don't hear My words touch you, but don't wound you When I cry, you see but don't feel My tears wash you, but don't cleanse you When I try, you witness but don't notice
These are your hands and This is how you tell the world you’re not all bad These are your wrists, those are your scars, This is your story This is how you dodge the shattered glass around your feet
Sometimes it occurs to me That everything I struggle with Is because of you You will never wear a welcome mat As well as the porch steps And now I struggle To answer my front door
From Your Father: I was not raised to be what you need. I will never love you And I left to spare you that pain. I was never ready to be your father, And so I chose to never be one to you.
Foggy nights, starless sky Restless fights, love undignified They belong without a doubt But too cowardice to work it out Shameful love, it truly is Poor life, poor family, poor kids
  Like an old toy, Waiting to be played with again. Collecting dust, Thrown in a ben,   Taking up space in my room Only fond memories prevent its doom.   But you’re not a toy.
  The sun was smilin’ When I buried my daddy.   The sun was smilin’ with her sweet irony.  
Get me out of this placeMy heart breaks like glassLet it shatter and it runs a different paceIt's messing with my head, one minute i'm with you now suddenly i'm hereWhen will this end?
Her eyes were swollen from all the tears That she had cried, For what seemed to be a thousand years Is it going to get better? She questioned her mom But she, too, was feeling excruciatingly numb
 The walls in my sister’s and my room Were covered in the most horrible wallpaper imaginable. We wanted to change the paper And so our mom started helping us. Piece by piece, We tore down the paper,
Words. You say them all the time. They are stuck in my mind. I can still hear, the way you said them. Do you not realize, the damage they cause? You say them about her, and she says them about you.
Always Looks Clear Over Here, but really Only I'm Lost
Crystallized drops of dew descend from skies Which spill their frozen tears onto the Earth. The careless sun has undermined their worth, Rendering their heart cold as slowly dies
Walking inside a white marble, Legions of snowflakes in the air, Like torrents of feathery arrows they swoop, Tucking-in the ground bare.
Life is tough, so full of problems; look everywhere Pregnant teen girls aborting, drunk drivers crashing Oppressed children, drug addicts, couples breaking Prejudiced against Muslim girls with covered hair
I stop somewhere waiting for you Stop caring, stop hoping it is us you will choose
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