Heather Gibson
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I was walking outside with an old friend.
It wasn't the kind where she's covered in wrinkles. It wasn't the kind where she was three no this friend she was covered in bruises.
Her father beats her. He would normally torment her till she only wished she were dead.
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The bright cherrry red color of your car
Reminds me of summers
when we never had to leave each other.
Now, the warm days come to us faster
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When i was three i would always say 'roses are red and violets are blue sugar is sweet and so are you' then my grandma would say 'there goes my Lil poet' since then I've always been a poet through the eyes of my grandma.)
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Daddy
When I walked outside to see to clouds- and instead of the sky- I saw a guy with his daughter
Wasn't the was he looked at her. or the way she held his hand
it was the way he said 'I love you, my little girl.'
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