Poems from sarah623

 Seeing past the face, you put on like you have to be ashamed of 'you' . . . .Can't you see you're beautiful You leave unseen marks of...
Birthdays mark a life of living a mark that's supposed to be special the big eight-teen should be exciting instead I'm crying, because I...
As people we search for   absoulution We are always trying to find the something or someone to fill it We turn to religion for our answers...
......................................One day my darling child you'll be who you want to be...
You are the shackles to my oppression, more similar to my depression You say I can't succeed just as it says I can't be free I am oppressed...

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