Category: broken
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If I Stay
“But what if you stay?” Abba God you whisper to my heart If I stay then it’s only because You say to My heart just wants You And if I stay I fear I may fall apart Because I’m coming undone Kept my life in neat little bows that only sometimes show something deeper If…
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Summer (continuation of my stories poem collection)
Summer had always been my favorite Long days creek wading And braids without care Catching lightning bugs at night Writing stories I’d act out on my own The woods was were I could be found Spending hours pretending to be a pioneer traveling west A cow girl or an Indian Chief’s daughter I made my…