Murderous being-little me
long legs wide hips
i kill i say i slay hating me
big breasts
you can’t push me underground!
i strive freedom killing you
in my small ways saying
i need you to forigve how
cheap i feel — three stabs into
your heart you bastard i lost
the feeling of my skin as
my best friend: you stole away
my body and now i crawl
away from away-How was i as
a child before wolves hunted
the little-me.// OH
Father save me i sang
this beautiful sky is a cherished
Crying Some
One save how i believed all good
people hug

:: 08-29-2015 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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