Poems from Coraleeee

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I am a survivor, I am a mother. I am an artist. I am in recovery.
    She wears her long sleeves, even in the summer, To cover her secret, to cover her shame.   It’s the only thing shes ever found, that...
A warmth takes me on My thoughts are finally still This needle is love
  *THIS POEM contains bad words and other nasty, gritty, poo-poo.  DONT read if you are easily disturbed or young.      You’re a dirt cheap...
The dark eyed mom is here again. I hope she’s not here to stay. There will be no meals or good-time feels And no, This mom don’t play....
    I Picture my veins             With little mouths,             and little eyes, with tears.             They have little teeth...

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