Kendra Evans

I met you.....
when cows still jumped over the moon,
When witches still rode upon brooms,
When unicorns roamed my forest dreams,
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Climbed mountains peaks,
And rolled upon hilltops
Just to place blocks toward your dreams,
But you have never glanced at mine.
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Ahh! The smell of french vanilla in the morning!
Peace and quiet!
The house is clean, so I'll listen to some old school or jazz!
ooooh yea!
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I'd rather be called Beautiful than sexy
because i know that you are looking at more than my seductive smile,
more than the thickness of my thighs,
more than the curve of my hips,
more than plumpness of my breast,
and much more than the fullness of my lips!
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I'm trying not to get mad
Mama says anger on fuels ignorance
Don't light the fire she says
But I've never been so tired
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Baby I'm gonna come home get my life together.
I'll go to school,
Get a Job,
I can help out with the kids,
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Four walls surround me
To my name all I have is a pen and chair
Plus there is a small window for which I can stare
The more I move the more walls close in
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My Midnight Ride

Awaken at midnight,
with a feeling that something ain't right.
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Three ways to die

A gun on my right,
A blade on my left,
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Romney wins 2012

Taken in the middle of the night
my virtue stolen from me
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To the man that created me,
then left me behind,
it took me years to realize that my father figure wasn't at all mine.
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To the man that created me,
then left me behind,
it took me years to realize that my father figure wasn't at all mine.
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If I'm being honest,
I never felt his love
I can close my eyes and and see the pain in his
He was forced to stay in a place that didn't exist for either of us.
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Take me to the place where our men can blend with any part of nature,
Where our bodacious bodies are praised and appreciated,
Where everything about me is celebrated,
and where sun can bask on my lovely skin.
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I crave to look into the eyes of the carnivore, ready to sample his prey,
And the caress of life riddled fingertips across soft, delicate skin.
I crave the taste of the special delicacy, that only drips from his pores,
And the sounds of passion that call out for more.
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