Electro shock therapy and lobotomys
Messaging her back up to his neck inside.
Sparks fly along the door frame.
Hinged shut photo shopped is the lost face.
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Living with a sexual predator I was.
My judgement clouded by my need to see my daughter.
When you scream at me over the phone I withdraw.
Two thousand twelve she failed this year the same.
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They love children either way.
Good or bad evil stays.
They comfort love most don't hate.
The reason why they play.
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Like wheat bending
row after row endlessly.
Sun high in the sky
golden tops silver in moonlight.
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When I was alone and saw your face.
Inside my room my window,
was the porthole to your deep eyed soul.
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With one long fingered hand,
you keep track of his.
It is everything now.
It is night time now.
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The energy of dark and light the sea.
And you are awake not thinking of
the danger that confronts you now.
It watches you nude in the shower.
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Remarkably the words they write,
women rise and men that fall from grace.
To be remembered by them all.
Sprinting around the world in books they write.
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When it's some other and it's gone
today when it returns to each their own.
When standing up to know their
own Life is it always to late to know their own.
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I could write about Ambrose Pierce and you can be his weather.
He lived with most great men and women.
Forecasts of me dear woman, I am pleasant.
Between Abraham Lincoln and Mark Twain, Samuel Clement.
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