Lore Me34 Poems

These days parenting has truly change.
You have 2 or more kids and they usually have different last names.
Moms instead of mothering they are busy trying to be their child's friend.
And dads the kids only see from behind glass because they are in the pen.
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Everyone always compliments me on my beauty from my well-groomed hair, my nails, and my body. But what they don't know I do all this to cover up that I'm a beautiful mess. From my former drug problems to my baby daddy drama; I'm just a beautiful mess. I was raped by two uncles when I was a child. For a while, these traumas stole my smile. I'm just a beautiful mess. I and my momma's bum heads all the time. She still holds my past against but that's fine. I love her despite her judging me. I'm just a beautiful mess. I got it together now because I'm finally letting the Lord guide me. He loves me and I'm perfect in the Lord's eyes; even if the rest of the world only sees me as a beautiful mess.
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I can hear every tick of the clock.
My body is showered from nervous sweat.
Oh no my pencil tip broke,
and I must stop to sharpen it;
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As the sun rises
and its rays gleam off
the morning dew.
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Sticks and stones may break your bones,
but words will never hurt you.

Stupid, lazy, burden, cripple and helpless.
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I wonder what it be like to hold your hand
I wonder what it be like to make you laugh
I wonder what it be like to get lost in your eyes
I wonder what it be like to kiss your lips,
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I never knew how better I could be.
That is until I met her, the better part of me.
She makes my smile wider.
She’s the fuel that burns my passion’s fire.
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When I touch your belly tears of amazement run down my eyes.
I am so amazed that inside your womb a life lies.
A child that was created all from our love;
God, I can’t believe that in a few weeks you’ll give birth to our miracle of love.
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I’m in my late thirties now and in all these years I have never felt loved.
Which has me now asking the question when will I be loved?
Will I be loved before all my hair turns completely grey?
Will I be loved before the sun sets this very day?
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